And if you were an ocean, I’d learn to float»
Here’s the thing about being 19: It sucks. At least for me. I feel like I’m on the verge of so many things coming together, but I’m stuck in the waiting. I’m in a career that won’t really officially…
“I’m tired,
Tired of playing the game,
Ain’t it a crying shame?
I’m so tired,
God dammit, I’m tired!”
Tired of playing the game,
Ain’t it a crying shame?
I’m so tired,
God dammit, I’m tired!”
Blazing Saddles
I already have a journal. And I’m going to be running a blog again soon. But this is awesome for the simple fact that it’s none of those. One liners are acceptable. Pictures are great. Quotes are better.
I love tumblr.
