What I’m listening to today.
I’m literally so bored waiting to start work I think I’ll buy a pack. I’ll probably smoke half of one and throw the pack away and then hate myself but that’s life right?
Shot from my phone from my walk today. 61 degrees with sun and clouds.
April 6th, 2014
Wining and dining, my mom told me the black lips glass was mine. It’s probably because of the goth phase I went through 7 years ago but the family doesn’t like to let it go.
Is that I miss you. I hate that I miss you. Not even us, just you. I miss the random jokes we would send to each other, the funny photos that would make me laugh, the trips to the parks, going to Leo’s, even to hearing how your day went.
I hate you were my best friend. One of the best friends I’ve ever had, and that it’s all fucked now. I can only hope you’re happy with the new life you have, and that you’ll continue being happy. I hope I didn’t screw up your life or that you regret me, like I could never regret you.
I do. I’m just fucking annoyed at everything and I have no idea why.