Run into incredibly gorgeous friend of a friend at a party. Dance. Really hit it off. Spend the entire night, morning, and next day together, smoking weed, and playing kid games. Then he leaves for the other side of the country for 4 months. My life has literally been a beautiful movie with a horrible, twisted, heartbreaking ending for the past 2 days.
GOD I FUCKING LOATHE REALITY.
Wearing a clingy, form-fitting pair of slacks gives the impression that a man is DTBP (Down To Be Photographed). If Jon Hamm didnât want this type of attention, he shouldnât have put so much focus …
So wonderfully satirical.
i just don’t get why the things i do, the choices i make, and the people i involve myself with are any of anybody else’s damn business? i know that i’m at a weird point in my life, this is a time that everybody makes mistakes and everybody needs to stop telling me that everything that i do and the people that i involve myself with is wrong. Let me make my own decisions, this is my life to live, not yours. I’m gonna live it the way that I want to and the way that makes me happy. I’m having fun, stop making everything so fucking depressing for me.