far too many numerous events pass me by, no longer dated.
slept with too many boys this semester to not know. hard to fall, nor hard to become emotionally attached. when is it ever? always been easy, avoidance of the near possible resulting heartbreak. not anymore. numerous and numerous amounts of sheer sheets washed, laundering and tumbling used bedsheets.
3:00 am • 18 December 2011 • 1 note • View comments
“theres more to life than being together”
— teegan & sara, “if it was you”
3:18 am • 14 December 2011 • View comments
i probably shouldnt smoke given that my phlegm is streaking with blood. oh, but i want to.. so many things i want to do. i feel so gross under all this feverish sweat
5:39 am • 8 December 2011 • 1 note • View comments
“I will water your soil, keep it rich and moist. But how much? How much water to keep the loam moist? And how much loam will I need to keep my water still? And when do the two make mud?”
— Sula
3:17 am • 3 November 2011 • 1 note • View comments
