do you ever look around at the big crowds of people around you and realize everyone has a story and memories and family and troubles and achievements and a first kiss and a broken heart but you’ll never know any of it and every human life is really intricate and expansive but oh they’ve walked into a shop and you’ll never see them again and you’ll never know just what they were thinking
I think as you grow older your christmas list gets smaller and the things you really want for the holidays can’t be bought
oh my god i’m fucking sick of this generation’s mentality that your sadness is beautiful and somebody will fix you and all this fucking john green shit nobody will find you in a bookstore reading bukowski and want to lie with you and nobody will kiss your scars and you will not be like effie and freddie you’ve got to be your own fucking hero and surround yourself with positivity
Once a Tunnel Snake, always a Tunnel Snake
i’m on a work trial and i really want to get through it because it’s the push i need to get into hospitality but tomorrow they want me to start serving customers and you have the make the food right in front of them and i’m just ugh, not again. :C
gotta love that hair .