Farewell, all my friends in textbooks. I'm going home.
i love those moments when you can't breathe, when you can be so swept up in something that nothing else matters.
cigarettes are only sexy in pictures.
i tend to get a little attached
i like boys, septum piercings, my friends, stupid grins, monsters, live gigs, partying, no sleep, music all the time, inside jokes, awkward smirks, late saturday nights, handling money, cool hairstyles, traveling anywhere, sushi and diet coke, canons and captures, cereal at 10pm, sleeping elsewhere, questioning most things, public displays of humiliation and affection, warm feet and warm cuddles.