it'll probably never be, and i should accept that now before i get hurt. but regardless

     she's a breath of fresh air, a cool autumn breeze, a harmonious symphony to all with ears to hear, a flower on a sunny spring day dancing gracefully in the wind, a scoop of vanilla bean ice cream on a slice of hot freshly baked apple pie.

    jerking off on amphetamines is not the move

     I WASNT PLANNING ON DRINKING THIS MUCH BUT FUCK

     im genuinely reprehensible 

     i'm complaining to everyone and no one all at once, empty cries to faceless shadows that continue to manifest and disappear in an instant. i guess that was always the idea ultimately. 

     ill just keep begging and whining on my knees like a pathetic animal until acknowledged and then i'll feel even more like a loser for having been.