sometimes i get a little stressed out because i’m living in a part of history that’ll one day be talked about and discussed and papers written and what am i doing? what have i done? laundry, barely
Remember when the TV would fizzle when you touched it man I haven’t thought about that in years
“The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only.” - Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
“can i ask you something?” my immediate reply says “go for it" but my mind has already gone through the seven stages of grief
If you ever hear me breathe deeply it’s not because I’m annoyed it’s because I forget to breathe sometimes
Trying to keep a positive attitude when you’re upset



