so I’m getting to the point where I just cannot tolerate rules. sounds weird, but I fucking hate doing what I’m told or doing this or that, idk how to explain it but there’s a lot to it & it’s just so fucking annoying. just throwing that out there. my mom is thinking about getting tickets to go back to Tashkent, Uzbekistan where I was born. It’d be nice to go...
City & Colour
for the first time in a while, I don’t want to talk about my problems. I’m just so lazy & exhausted that I don’t really give a fuck.
“Sometimes”, said Pooh, “The smallest things take up the most room in your heart.”
lasknfsenfaslfn, can’t stop & won’t stop