on my deathbed, I will look back on my life and regret that I did not get in more fistfights.

my girlfriend has become one of those girls who constantly takes photos of her boyfriend. there will never be enough moments to capture and for that, I am home.

I am full. so fucking full. so fucking full. to the brim.

I can't think of anything more amazing than summer rains.

I think it's important to take a breather every once in a while and ask yourself "what exactly am I doing with my life?"

not that I have an answer or anything.

I just think it's important.

best 30 hours in a long fucking time.

1. break the curse
2. party

and the world is dancing again.

sometimes I love my family so much. jesus christ.

one of the most rewarding feelings in the world is coming to the realization that there are mistakes worth making.