March 2011
February 2011
My day was pretty shit until I went out to Barnes and Noble in the next town. Shit got real, I got a handful of KILLER movies that I’m not even upset about the price on, and the girls were all adorably attractive. Made me wish I was an attractive guy with somthing interesting and worthwhile about me. Who am I kidding, I ALWAYS wish that.
“The Internet is the first thing that humanity has built that humanity doesn’t understand, the largest experiment in anarchy that we have ever had.”
—Eric Schmidt (via daannniix)
Ten Little Indians. Here we go...
Wednesday night. Fefe acoustic. PUMPED. Fuck yeah.
I just wish... I wish I didn't hate my life so much. I mean, why is it that I can't just be happy anymore? Why is it I want what I will never have: someone to give a shit about me?
