me at the theatre

heheh… they didnt see me sneak this in… *takes out a lava lamp from my leather trenchcoat, opens the top, and starts drinking from it in the middle of “Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants”*

Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.