"what music are you into?"
"i like this! it’s very grown up…"
I was not ready
Writing in my brain: Beautiful flowing sentences full of powerful phrases and enigmatically witty dialogue.
Writing on the page: They did the thing and said some stuff. There was snark.
"Whoa." "I know, right?!”
Does anyone have that really odd feeling when you’re alone in your bedroom laying down listening to sad ass music and you just realized how bored you are with life and you want to go on adventures and live and feel free but you just want to fucking die because you don’t see a point anymore and it’s not like you’re sobbing and you’re extremely sad, it’s more of a numb feeling and you simply just want to die idk that’s how I feel these days and yeah
life problems with pete wentz
shes always so happy to see me