- Going through my archive makes me sad
- I didn’t post or reblog a single thing in the month of April
- A lot of blogs I follow changed their urls or deactivated all together :(
- I’m trying to figure out how to make my be a u tiful 20-something year old neighbor realize I am of legal age and the most convenient booty call he could get.
Finding myself drowning in monotony once again and I think this time I’ll never see the end of it. How long will we put up this front until we decide enough is enough?
My friend and I finally got our hands on some pre-sale Iron & Wine tickets. May 14th, Beacon Theater in NY, six rows from the stage.
Life is so fucking wonderful and I am swollen with excitement holy fuck.
I can’t tell you how many times my stomach dropped today my bones and insides have never been so bitter. I am ashamed at how fucking selfish I am being. I wonder what it feels like to decay but I look around and I think there are some people who already have a good idea. I’m always sorry for things I didn’t do. I can’t picture my life as an adult. I don’t know how I feel about that.