Me: Actually, I'm dating someone.
Friend: Is he real?
This is the moment when I realize that everything is crashing down around me.
I picked up my guitar tonight for the first time since the seventh grade. So that’s… nearly 8 years? And of course, the first song I’ve played through entirely is The Story So Far’s Daughters.
Keep my god damn name out of your mouth, you’re just a shade of gray.
“Did you really shave your own head?” uh, yes.
I'm waiting for the day
that all of my hair falls out because of how often I die it. It’ll happen one day, I’m sure. Whatever, I’d just try to rock being bald. Make up for the fact that none of the men in my family are losing their hair.
I've always been fascinated by
collarbones. I never really understood why, but I think they can be the prettiest things. The way that shadows get cast by them. The way they create the perfect highlight to accent a face when you’re painting or taking photos of someone. And then just now, I realized why I am truly fascinated by collarbones. Because mine suck. Much like my eyebrows (One is about 2 cm thicker than the...