in my twenties and i'm not happy about it. it appears that i like asshole tv characters and crying. i'm behind on every single one of my shows. boys, boys, boys. girls too. don't talk to me if you think your too good for pop music. i like long winded sentences that beat around the bush and i am a self confessed sesquipedalian.
no weapons, no friends, no hope. take all that away and what’s left? “me.”