im moving most of my stuff to my dads and keeping it in bags to stay at andys too. but it just feels like im already moving out. and i know ill be ready for it come august. but right now is too soon and im just in a panic.
I still have stories to tell
we are all forced
to come to terms with a lot of shit lately.
and in the end this small group of us that hasnt been shaken has looked it all in the face and said fuck this. we’ll do it our way
i like it better that way.
im at that point
where things keep hitting me so fast that i dont even have time to react to them. they just sorta hit and stick and i stand there motionless and speechless.
this girl. has been my best friend for the longest fucking time. shes been there through every break up. every band. every bad idea. and now her and my best friend are possibly the cutest couple on the face of the fucking planet. i couldnt be more grateful.
your voice
just threw me into a fit of rage.
somethings better change real fast or ill piss it all away
today
i heard a lot of people bitch about who they “lost” their virginity to. and it got me thinking about stuff. yea i wasn’t in love. and yes we were the most destructive thing in each others lives at one point. but i dont regret it for a sexond(see what i did there). because i grew from that summer more than i ever had before. and if one of us needed something we still could call each other up and we’d be there. i just hope that deep down behind everyone’s bitching they could look at that moment. no matter how fucked up and destructive it probably was. and find some kind of peace knowing that it was what they wanted at the time. and it’s something we all came back from wiser. i know i can.
PS. COUGARS DONT COUNT
