"I have never wanted my head to implode so badly."
— Dylan
I am shaking I am shaking I am shaking I am shaking I am shaking
Dear Wednesday, why must you be the suckiest day ever?
(shaking shaking shaking)
Can I just go back to sleep please?
(shakingshaking)
I don’t have another one of these in me.
23,
best day ever? Maybe. Uni sucked, I nearly fell asleep, but everything after that was fantastic.
Christmas trip with everyone from the café: Chocolate factory. Free chocolate. Restaurant. White wine. Freaking AMAZING food. More wine.
Then home.
Phone call from E, after all this time. I smiled all the way from Hauptplatz to my flat.
Then M. Card games and more wine and I’m flying flying flying so high and you don’t even know yet.
And it ends at three.
Zotter Schokoladen.
¿What's happening?
Is it moving forward? Is it moving backwards? Is it moving at all?
Or am I {again} completely naive and oblivious to the fact that there’s nothing at all?
Please stop messing with my head.. the love the times when we’re together but then afterwards you show no sign of life.. and will you please change you’re facebook status?
Dear, story of my life. Literally. This is me, half a year ago.
*hugs*
You’re not alone. And boys suck.
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