You have become one of the most important things in my life and I’ve grown quite attached to the idea of you never leaving. I want to grab your hand and plunge headfirst into this world, I want us to take our first steps out of these shitty, stagnant little towns side by side and to experience everything that we’re missing out on together. I want us to see the sights and hear the sounds, to just run off somewhere far away and enjoy all the things this planet has to offer. I know we may stumble and I know we may fall down along the way but I swear to you that I’ll always get back up, as long as you can promise me the same. Really to sum it all up I just love you so much it makes me ache. Please, take my hand.
25 May, Friday (00:01)
(Source: little-blackbook)
ugly
stupid
lonely
worthless
Sad. I live in a horrible, disgusting world, and it’s only getting worse. I have so few true friends anymore. I’m going nowhere in life. I’m never going to be anything special. That’s a terribly painful thought, but it’s a fact.
I just can’t get you off my mind, and why would I even try?
24 April, Tuesday (22:41)
(Source: anditslove)
❝
15 April, Sunday (23:13)
If I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide I really wanted to write about love, my first poem would be about you, about how I love you the same way I learned how to ride a bike: scared, but reckless, with no training wheels or elbow pads so my scars can tell the story of how I fell for you.
— Rudy Francisco (via prima-volta)
(Source: s0-s1ck)
“Dude we have such a wasted youth. Life is so fucking boring. I want to be able to tell stories of my crazy teenage life when I’m old.”
“I KNOW I KNOW like I just want to go out with someone and do something stupid and fun, that’s what these years are for but everyone’s too much of a coward to do anything even slightly bad like… WAKE UP. YOUR TEEN YEARS ARE FLYING BY AND ALL YOU WANT TO DO IS STAY AT HOME.”
“Why don’t you live here? I really wanted to break into the public pool last night because it’s completely empty, but the people I was with were so fucking wimpy and were afraid of getting arrested. Like who the fuck cares, the cops do a shitty job around here and don’t come back into the park at night. I’m 18 next year, that’s when I can go to jail. I want to live it up this year as much as I can without worrying about the cops.”
“That’s exactly the kind of thing I’m talking about.”
“We’re going to hang out over summer dude and do fucking crazy things in this small as fuck town and it’ll be great.”
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Could you imagine that? Just me and you, in the pool, at night. Alone. I don’t understand why you had to move so far. You really make that “I’m afraid of ruining our friendship” thing hard to believe, you know? I think if I had been there, and we’d broken into that stupid public pool together, and just chilled, just us… it would be different. I think you’re scared of the distance.
12 April, Thursday (21:12)This has become much more of a text blog than it used to be, and I like that. That’s what the point of this blog is, expressing myself.
On that note, let me tell you all (yes, all two of my followers) about the main reason this blog exists.
