♡
August 2012
2pm. Friends already drunk.
Oh, trainhoppers.
that moment in a concert where all the instruments stop and its just the singer and everyone around you and you don’t know like ninety percent of the people in the room but you all know the lyrics and you all know what that band has done for you and oh my god you realise that you’re surrounded by people you don’t know but you share at least one interest with each other and you feel like a family yeah you know that moment i live for that moment
being ugly on the internet is nice because you know you’ve earned all your followers instead of getting them b/c youre hot
you think blogging is fun? no, it’s not. this shit isn’t a game. i put my life on the line every time i log in
