I don’t know about you, but it doesn’t feel like 2018. And I don’t mean that in a bad way, because 2017 wasn’t as awful as I had expected it to be. It doesn’t feel like a whole new year has started, but February (and the awful holiday that comes with it) is edging closer, … Continue reading 2018; The Year to Pursue
Control is the name of the house where he wants her to live.
So I did a thing...
Maybe none of this actually happened. The world may never know.
Also, unlimited carpet rides, ladiesssss.
You live in this pattern of screw ups and goodbyes.
I feel like my generation can appreciate this list.
(Good gosh it's mighty shady over here)
Until the whole of my being Is dark.
My God, we are so fragile.