Worst. Fucking. Season. Finale. Ever.
It’s like they brought a hobo in from the streets, made him watch all the seasons, and then asked him to write the last season.
True Blood, now set in WHAT THE FUCK land.
Or how it feels to be a senior in high school?
More like senior in college for the next 3 years.
Have you ever thought that your life is so fragile right now? That you’re not quite sure if you’re doing it right? There’s a gulf between where I am and where I want to be. Who I am and who I want to be. Everything is precariously placed on the precipice of destruction. Is this what it feels like to live in a house of cards?
When I was fifteen I sat in my bedroom on the computer all the time chatting endlessly on Hanson.net message boards, dreaming of living in the city, living the life, and doing things all the time.
Now I live in a bedroom in a city, and I post endlessly on facebook and tumblr…I almost forget how exhausting it is to be around real humans.
I’ve been quiet lately.
Hiding behind words I can’t say.
It’s a shame they hold back the rest of them.