p.s. i want to go to the beach, please

right now, sitting in my inbox, we have orders from: texas, pennsylvania, minnesota, south carolina, and california. it's ridiculous.

one day we'll stand on the moon and tip our heads back and laugh and reach our hands out towards the stars, one day, but until then...

there's not enough time.

maybe we're all just looking for someone (to dance with)

oh you never answer the phone unless youre dancing alone

i appreciate that my brother texts in full sentences. shawn too

so i've been going through old pictures on peoples journals from the age of 13-ish to now and it's stupid but all i can think of while looking at the pictures is i was never as fat and ugly as i thought i was.

To everyone that thinks I puked on the stairs last night:

I did not. I casually threw up in the grass. I was raised with a touch of class.

That is all.

also, i hope there is always someone in which you can call upon and ask 'do you love me?' knowing that the answer will always be 'yes'