i like hot wings

that is all.

vvvvv

everybody asks "why are you with him?" i've always wanted to say it, but like my 'bestfriend' would put it - 'i'm desperate' that's not it, there's just nobody else, and i dont wanna be alone. and you know what the really fucked up part is?

i actually love the little fucker.

there i said it. i care.

fuck em

i'm tired of trying to be responsible and shit, it was going good until yesterday. i miss the old shit that i was so good at doing, i miss my old life. i'm back.

Day 27 - The friendliest person I knew for only one day.

once again, blank. I've never met someone that i didnt talk to later on.

Day 26 - The last person I made a pinky promise to.

Anthony Miller. Saturday night. Legit.