sleepy, walk, and work...the fact that i find satisfaction in this humdrum routine, has gotten me in
in this way this game of tag repeats again and again. i run about, trying to escape so that no one..
parenting is a kind of imprinting
id love if i could be driven by whatever. something. anything. i want something to get all excited
...like in a dream. The events feel so far removed they don’t even feel real. And like old photos...
Memories from the past are like Polaroid pictures. unless it happened yesterday memories are mundane
"endeavor seems like a doting parent" *question mark*
Don’t ever rely on a man, be as healthy as mama, and grown to be an adult on your own
however you wish for it time wont stay still. its falling through the gaps between our fingers
youll think of the happy memories
someday when we look back at this moment everyone experienced together sharing the same warmth
LMAOOO
even though you broke up be4 it was how much she meant to you it's a very human feeling, i guess
AHHHHH HE'S SO CHEEKY FUCK I LOVE HIM SM
growing up pt. 3
growing up pt 2
