when vintage seemed rockstar
Peter Wentz, how you slay me.
So I am...*throws hands up* Yes. There are no words for this. Its just a very turbulent feeling, mixed with unrest and the uneasy feeling I'm forgetting something very important but that once I remember will wish I hadn't.
People. I am done with all this bitching and moaning about other people. Only I can do that, and only when it involves aforementioned Peter Wentz and how he continuously manages to crush me and return my mental frame to that of a four-year-old. I have very good reasons for the bitching-and-moaning, see?
People. Perspective.
Goddamn perspective, I say!
Please, just...ignore me. I have no say over what I think or feel. I don't even know what I'm doing. Out-of-body experiences and such.
"with all your cheap words about hearts and accidents"
everybody loves an underdog and all.
-xo
So I am...*throws hands up* Yes. There are no words for this. Its just a very turbulent feeling, mixed with unrest and the uneasy feeling I'm forgetting something very important but that once I remember will wish I hadn't.
People. I am done with all this bitching and moaning about other people. Only I can do that, and only when it involves aforementioned Peter Wentz and how he continuously manages to crush me and return my mental frame to that of a four-year-old. I have very good reasons for the bitching-and-moaning, see?
People. Perspective.
Goddamn perspective, I say!
Please, just...ignore me. I have no say over what I think or feel. I don't even know what I'm doing. Out-of-body experiences and such.
"with all your cheap words about hearts and accidents"
everybody loves an underdog and all.
-xo