I'm terrible at comforting people, I'm just like
theres only seven days left. its so weird. theres still so much work left. theres still so much to do. it feels like the first day of senior year was ages and ages and ages ago. but at the same time the year is over already and it feels like it came so quickly. not that it was a fast year but its over too fast. its so strange to think however many months ago i had basically completely different...
all-my-little-secrets replied to your post: i wish my fingers were longer. on the piano? you can try sliding your fingers up? yeah i have to but it just sounds choppy now compared to everything else and i keep missing the note.
i wish my fingers were longer.
i cant reach any of these notes im supposed to hit.
learning someone like you on the piano.
too many emotions.
at one time. asdfjkl;
When did the future switch from being a promise to being a threat?– Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters (via gayroller)
graffitiandgreasyspoons: i don’t believe in anything anymore. how nice. people tell me sweet things some people tell me i’m interesting or intelligent some people say i’m pretty and i don’t believe a damn word because tomorrow they may just change their mind. cool. (but not really)
fuckclub: do you ever look in the mirror and think “woah i am really ugly and fat i wonder what the quickest way to kill myself would be”
its so incredibly hot.
im lounging around in my room with no pants on because its that hot. no a.c. ftw.
something really exciting should happen right about now. yeah?
this is going to be the best summer ever. i swear.
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