Almost done unpacking. I’ve hung up a few posters so I won’t go insane in this beige dungeon. The bonus of living on my own - The moment I get home I literally scream and throw my pants at the wall.
I cut my teeth on the stone of a teenage romance I was the salt of the earth, I was hard, and the last of the independents And in the breath from my chest I was blowing kerosene My lips and fingertips were stone, I wore my heart on my jeans I sang the blues like the dogs left too long in the street I still sing the blues with the dogs
ellievicious replied to your post: It’s beyond tempting to take the fire escape… Do it. FUCK THA POLICE. One of these days I just might..
It’s beyond tempting to take the fire escape ladder to the roof of my building and just hang out overlooking the city.
Instead of buying something necessary, like food, I bought root beer in a bottle.
thewaywardfox: protip: if you cant remember someones name, just call them “old sport”
All moved into my new place. Let’s party!
Shout out to my friends Justin and Matt for helping me move. You guys rule.
I’d burn this whole city down and never return if it meant I could find someone who truly gives a fuck about me.
I tried, I really did. I guess you just changed your mind about me, making a total 180 about wanting to hang out with me to not even talking to me. Story of my life.
folie-a-tout: heyaeya: dameofspace: pandyssian: OH MY GOD APPARENTLY TAKING AN ARROW TO THE KNEE WAS AN OLD NORDIC SLANG FOR GETTING MARRIED I THOUGHT THAT ALL THOSE GUYS IN SKYRIM HAD LITERALLY BEEN SHOT IN THEIR KNEES WITH ARROWS BUT I GUESS NOT And at that moment, the foundation of that entire meme became something like this: THAT EXPLAINS WHY MEN GO DOWN ON ONE KNEE WHEN THEY...