I call this feeling home. Home is not where the heart is.
Another year gone by but still I can’t say that I’ve learned much. I still chug my caffeine, and I still hate God
You’ll never get over the pain, you’ll just learn how to deal with it.
Ah, I enjoy college.
I thought college would have new types of people. Fuck, I was wrong
Packs of condoms on the floor, old takeout boxes, empty beer bottles, messy bed, packs of cigarettes everywhere, and a hot cup of coffee. College!
Carnal Apple, Woman Filled, Burning Moon
I dont feel quite like myself anymore.