today i saw a scene couple in the hallway at school and the girl literally stopped kissing him so she could scratch his face and meow into his ear and he barked back i do not pay taxes for this shit
i like online shopping and putting everything i want in a cart then checking my subtotal and laughing and closing the tab
have you ever been in one of those moods where you just want to grab everything and rip it from the walls and break everything because you feel broken and you want to scream and kick and cry because nothing feels right and it’s all wrong and you don’t feel right and i don’t know anymore.
Nothing will fuck up your twenties more than thinking you’re supposed to have your shit together.
What if you wake up one morning and you’re in bed with the love of your life and they have their arm around you and they’re snoring like a fucking ass hole, but you can’t help but to smile and you hear a baby crying and it finally hits you, you’ve made it.
you beat the demons inside you, the voices, the darkness.
I look forward to that, to knowing I made it.
1959, a Greaser works on his car in Brooklyn.