The pages in my Moleskine are filling up. I wonder if I'll ever let anyone read them...
Maybe when I die and they find this stack of crap in my house, and the start looking through everything and really find out what I’m all about and then make a movie about me and then cast someone who doesn’t even look like me.
I like everything you post, but never like it because Id get annoying, but you arent on my tumblr crushes anymore, so i'm going to start getting really annoying by liking it all again. so i apologize in advance.
lol it’s all good. I don’t get a lot of likes so its nice to see those blue bars on my dash. so by all means “heart” as much as you “like” (<—see wut i did thurrrr)