i feel like such an old person. i’m ready to go to bed. i work a lot. i’m always broke. i’m not even twenty. and i wanna go back to oregon. and it’s REALLY hard to save, when i’m constantly spending on stupid shit. i could cut someones throat.. BUT on a brighter note; Christmas tree decorating with my aunt tomorrow. but my bed is calling my name.
this was my reaction to the subway, seven years ago. hahaha
If you haven’t stayed up until the early hours of the morning reading with your eyes itching and burning with tiredness and your vision blurred as you fight to stay awake to finish the book, you haven’t lived at all