Because living it wasn't easy enough; blogging was my only other choice. By the way, tell me ish if you want to talk U.S. politics, skateboarding, video games, careers, cars, WHATEVER. I like to talk to random people.
u know how sometimes you’re styling your hair and you’re tryna get it to go a certain direction and it’s just not happening and you’re like bitch I grew you, I own you, just do as I say
if you hug me, you aren’t allowed to half ass it. i don’t want that awkward one arm bullshit. I want 100% squeezy, warm, cozy, i-fuckin-mean-it hugs and any less is an indication of WEAKNESS