I’ve made a lot of people sad in the last two years. Often while making myself sad in the process. Although, when you think about it, you can’t really blame that kind of thing on anyone. There just isn’t enough emotional strength for us to each have enough.
there’s this thing where I get really into a guy and I think that if it ends I’ll curl up in a ball and die.
and then it ends.
and I don’t die.
two weeks later, I end up chasing another car. different color. same level of oh-em-gee preteen butterflies.
I am so lame. see I can sit here and observe all this happening, and I still think this is the exception. EVERY SINGLE TIME.
I’m not a freakin’ teenager. I am an adult. so they tell me.
a memory:
dancing with you
wide-eyed and breathless
too drunk on your awkward charm
to be anything but obvious
This music video is from the year I was born 🙂 I made this picture, enjoy it.
troutpasta 