wake up: exhausted
12 pm: exhausted
3 pm: fucking exhausted
5 pm: really fucking exhausted
7 pm: about to pass out
bed time: the energy of 5 million condensed suns
too hungry to fall asleep too lazy to walk to the kitchen
Everything changes when all the lights in the room are as low as you, but don’t trip, you’ll sober up soon. Regain an honest perspective as you puke on the floor. Can’t remember why your knees are so cut up and sore…and you’ll be hung over all day.
I just want a boyfriend to listen to pop punk...
devil music: never stop running suicide is bullshit believe in who you are you are worth it take no one's shit okay you are amazing
accepted music: you a stupid hoe i get high yeah i smoke weed so what fuck the haters i is who i is you can't control me
sashagreystoilet: i kinda hate feeling that some people only text back when they need you for something. as if we only talk when they’re in crisis mode.
What I say: I go to shows.
What I mean: Whenever a band I like plays a venue within 90 minutes of where I live, I go to the show and sing along and participate and get sweaty with strangers and hang out and buy merch and stuff.
What a lot of annoying girls say: I go to shows.
What a lot of annoying girls mean: I go to Warped Tour every year and walk around in short shorts and a bikini top and watch half of a few sets sometimes but really I just go to find a hot guy I think might be in a band to make out with.
me: the wonder years
me: the story so far
me: rise against
me: you a stupid hoe you a you a stupid hoe
school: amazing music taste
You think like “Oh my god, I’m gonna be alone forever”. Relax, you’re fucking 17...– Joe Santagato