I feel like shit, someone bring me soup and watch Netflix in bed with me.
There’s a difference between somebody who wants you and somebody who would do anything to keep you.
My living room wall, is starting to come together nicely. Kind of wish the skull was bigger, but faux taxidermy is expensive :[
So no more phone calls, no more texts. I need you in the flesh, not on facebook, not online, camera phones won’t do this time. It’s true.. I gotta be next to you
I have an interview with the new Vans store that’s opening up in Center City. I’m actually pretty excited, it’s not a step up…but it’s a start, I guess.
It sucks when you think none of your friends want to hang out with you.
I have a massive fear that no one actually likes me, rather everyone is just politely tolerating me hoping I leave them alone
Me at this very moment.
Counterparts // Debris