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i am most thankful for band boys

I am thankful that when nadia just pushed me i did not roll down the stairs. dying on thanksgiving would suck.
I am thankful that i can remember a year ago today like it was yesterday.
I am thankful that i am an awesome pro-skater.

i am trying to find purpose. i have never felt so uncertain. my parents told me my entire life  be whatever you want to be, just be happy. suddenly its become-be whatever you want to be, just be happy, and make sure you are applying to med school. i want to paint and i want to travel and i want to be creative, hell, i wouldnt mind doing makeup for ( Read more... )

i was really close tonight, pretty damn close. that doesnt mean much. this tequidilia picadilia needs to get herself together.

'ive seen all good people turn their heads this way, so satisfied, im on my way'
'its time its time use me any time you want dont surround yourself with yourself move on back to squares news
is captured for the queen to

nadia: "just stick it in"
"it's blowing up in me"
me: "stop shaking it"
nadia: "dont move it"
"it's slipping"
"you're soft"

...is that it??

Our road trip was fucking amazing. Nad packed the snacks and the tunes. I supplied the gas, or if you know her at all, nadia might have brought a little more. Highlight of the trip, 45 minutes in traffic alongside an equal vision band trailer. how i avoided an accident is a miracle from the heavens ( Read more... )

all i want for chirstmas is one sharp razor,

i want to free myself of this eurotrash state of existance,

sacrifice everything for yellowstone.   and i'd like to be able to change my shirt.

killing me softly