am i giving my life away to a dream that may never happen?
i am so terribly sad. someone must be watching the movie of my life for a good cry.
i can feel myself falling. and i have never ever been happier.
my worst nightmare is being stuck in this terribly boring town doing something mediocre.
california’s burning down but all people care about is putting videos of the flames over trending audio for a couple bucks.
i read somewhere, that there is a day in the year that is always a catalyst. a day where you hit rock bottom for years on end. mine is november 9th.
as the clock hit midnight last night, i became new and pure. but in the few hours since i woke this morning, i have already been tainted.
i have a feeling that in the next fifty women you undress, all you will be able to see is that they are not, and could never be me.
i was a precocious child. it’s a curse.