You make me crazy
You make me wild
Just like a baby
Spin me around like a child
The Frenemy.: Anything Could Happen
It is almost a New Year and people will tell you that this is a big deal.
“You gotta party on New Years,” they will say, or “you gotta ring in the new year,” or the dreaded “we gotta go hard”, and all they mean is a couple of things. Party—crowded room decorated in silver streamers. Sparkly…
Be young
Be dope
Be proud
Like an American.
I’m exhausted with loving
No fight in me- I’m defeated
I know I’m fooled, I can’t help it
You make my heart so helpless.
Project ahoy!
I’ve just started my latest endeavor. It’s a process blog, or at least that’s what I’m calling it. It’s an excuse to create/design/whatever. I’ll still be posting most things here, but the new blog is more like organized chaos. It’s pretty bare now but it should start coming to life in the next few days/weeks.
This video sums up exactly everything ever I feel right now. I have so many ideas for things I want to do, one in particular. Oddly enough, the idea is based around getting me out of holding too closely to ideas, and yet I still can’t get it to happen. So I’m going to work really hard to get it out into the world before the week is up. Wish me luck. I’ll link you when it’s done.
JSlfjsdlfdjl. CONGRATULATIONS FOR BEING BEAUTIFUL. I lovvvvveeeeeeeeeeee this.
Source: papercut.fr
I told you ‘bout all those fears,
And away they did run.
You sure must be strong.
The sincerity of this song kills me. In the Catcher in the Rye “kills me” sense.
Source: SoundCloud / The Shins
