No matter how much effort I put in, you seem to care less and less with each passing day.
Too much on my plate right now to worry about you and your bullshit, and honestly, I don’t care if you don’t understand. Learn to.
FUCKIN HUNGRY YO
On the road, not only to a new state, but to self-recovery. Toxic friendships and loves are a thing of the past. And that’s where they’re going to stay. There’s no such thing as forever, but I deserve better than to be a contingency.
Playing my first show in over a year, first hardcore show in over 5. Jacksonville kids be ready.
Hey, do you guys remember when the Red Hot Chili Peppers were good?
Yeah, me either.
I wish I were as motivated and psyched about college as the rest of you are. It’s difficult to care about something that you need when you’ve lived 23 years without it. My new roommate in the dorms is messy, smelly, young, and uneducated. He has no idea what it means to be homeless. What it means to love and lose. What it means to matter or not. Everything is provided and no work is done. Thus his incessant need to make our shared quarters a sty. “Someone else will clean it for me” has been his lifelong motto. Sorry pal, this is adulthood. Shape up or I’m going to ship you out.
I lust after my girlfriend every day.
Some people care about losing followers. So much so that they’ll search for those who have stopped following and attempt to boycott their blogs. Personally, I don’t give a shit. Follow or unfollow me, I’ll just keep posting nonsense, depression, and love. It’s not like I’ll ever see any of you anyway.
Her eyes are brown. Her hair is dark. She has a birthmark on her forehead, and a beauty mark on the right upper lip. I won’t tell you her favorite song. She loves sunflowers, finches, and Chinese food. She’s always beautiful, from smiling to crying. Her skin is soft, her voice is soothing, and she’s smart as can be. She’s precious. She’s the reason I’m here, in Florida and in life. I don’t know how to thank her, but she knows.