Some nights I still think you and I could work. I just wish you would give us that chance.
There are almost 400 of you that follow me and I think I only actually know about 5 of you. Someone come talk to me and fix that.
Getting real tired of seeing 4am night after night.
When it comes down to it, at the end of the night you’re the last thought I have. Every time, it’s always you.
Reason I can’t wait until spring floorsets: no more fucking glitter. This shit is everywhere and I hate it.
Well I guess I’ll just add that to the list of things I can’t afford to replace right now. Fan-fucking-tastic.
Either tumblr keeps eating messages I send to people, or everyone really hates me.
HEY. This is your heads up that I’m starting to put together my holiday card/mix cd/various gift list. If you would like to be included, let me know!