I can’t stand these fucking people with these fucking family window stickers on their cars a murderer is gonna come into your fucking house and you’re gonna try to hide your kids in the fucking closet and he’s gonna be like naw bitch I saw your fucking mini van I know you have six more kids where are they
Just realized ive never really lived my youth and im turning twenty next year.
My first love is at 18. And ive never experienced such exhilaration, whirlwind and carefree of an emotion till him. And now thats just there. Where I left him. Its just bittersweet memories till I see him again.
I need to buck the hell up
You always put me through this. “I try but I keep forgetting.”
"I used to build dreams about you."
"From 18 to 22 you meet a lot of temporary people."