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Jesus. I was so caught up in my own little happy place. I feel terrible.

I forgot.

My imaginary friend will gone. He will live on his own little happy place.


It just sucks sometimes.

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You make me happy.

I feel happy. That's so strange.

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We are the true part-time lovers and full-time friends.

We're so full of love and secrets, it's too cute. We tell each other everything, but all we ever talk about is ourselves. And how much we mean to each other.

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two things you want to do before you die:

1. Go to outer space.

2. Finding that asshole so we can paint this fucking ugly beautiful earth.

Eeeeek. I can't wait.

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It's a possibility that it's more than a feeling but I'm starting to believe in another theory: I'm not ready.

I feel like a bird. I feel like... rolling down a hill... riding my bike and fall.

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October is nostalgic.

I also hope it rains. Rains like fuck.

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That boy in my dream. That boy came true. How lovely.

And I love the way your hand fits so nicely in mine
And I always screw up, I wonder how you sing to me

Now I'm just wondering... when will that sunset be here?