It’s funny because seriously as soon as her boyfriend left the room she transformed from just halfheartedly posing to this gorgeous model who knew exactly how to showcase her incredible beauty. I hope to god I don’t fuck this roll up, my shots better fucking come out or I will kill someone.
Cigarettes that I hate, the taste of mint gum to mask it, sitting in the road at 4am battling bouts of crippling depression. Ah, feels like my first semester all over again.
A city is nothing without it’s people. And yet a wilderness loses its worth if it is inhabited. I think that everything has something that belongs to it, and everyone has something to belong to. So where, then, do I fit?