pretty fucking much.
stay tuned for the escapades of a wasted life, a dead-end job and a waste of intelligence and talent.
does tumblr have smilies or do I just not know how to work the interwebs?
don’t think that I can’t see you looking into my soul. You can’t fix what’s lost and you can’t break what’s broke.
you don’t look like you and that’s fine by me ‘cause I don’t want to recognize you.
colorado is so boring I hear. With no tides to break you. Down to your last feeling. sitting at the peak of your heart. I’m saying this stuff just to feel okay, dear. I’m saying this stuff just by the way, so if there’s any chance you were never listening.