january third at five p.m.
hooray for humans

every so often i get these flashback-like things and everything feels the same and the only conclusion i can come to is that everything is so hopeless, and it's hilarious that we even try.

i'm not sure what is meant for my life, but i'm sure this isn't it. i don't know what makes me wake up. i'm not sure what makes this all so hard for me.

do you want to operation makeout with me?

apr�s - vers l'avant

bout cinq...
ate pm - 2013-01-09
2012-12-02 - 2012-12-02
won a.m. - 2012-11-16
long cold nights - 2012-10-30
drowned dreams - 2012-10-30

lame