It's so easy. So goddamn easy to talk. And I never worry about what I'm going to say ( Read more... )

I know you ( Read more... )

I hate myself. I really do. I hate what I do to people. I hate how I treat myself. I wish I were a different, better person ( Read more... )

HIMYM is officially the "Friends" of our generation.I wanted to show you this badly. So I am ( Read more... )

Curled in the center of my bed, above the soft wrinkled blanket, I ache for you. It starts in the pit of my stomach. It expands outward, filling me. It reaches my fingertips and pushes to get out. The ache runs through my feet. I stretch my legs, point my toes, tense every muscle. The ache won’t leave without you. Grab my foot and pull it closer, ( Read more... )

and this is all I have to show for it. A lot of whiny introspective shit. That's okay, though, it's an outlet for me. I haven't shared it with anyone in years. That's not necessarily a bad thing ( Read more... )

I have too much energy. I can't sit still. I can't focus on one thing or choose to do my work until it's last minute or even past. dalksghsad;lgkhs what a problem to have? I guess it could be worse but ( Read more... )

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Date a boy who travels. Date a boy who treasures experience over toys, a hand-woven bracelet over a Rolex. Date the boy who scoffs when he hears the words, “vacation”, “all-inclusive”, or “resort”. Date a boy who travels because he’s not blinded by a single goal but enlivened by many.

You might find him in an airport or at a book store browsing the ( Read more... )

I'm better than they are. And I know that comes off terribly. But reaaaaally? I'm much more successful. Hell, just for the record, I did finish college. I took years to travel the world. I've been to four fucking continents, soon to be five. Comparatively, where are they going? ...nowhere. I should feel sorry for them, really. Their world views are ( Read more... )