my 'types':

1) stoner
2) covered in tattoos and/or peircings
3) rugby player

humanity is nothing but beautiful destruction

i cry, i scream, i laugh, i smile, i frown, i bleed, and i never did before

i don't like the person i am anymore

i'm happy

i don't miss you, not at all. i just miss us.

these have been the longest two years of my life

when i'm doing drugs, drinking or smoking is the only time i act or feel like a teenager, so get off my case

although all those rugby players did help

moving on doesn't require a new person to be added. grown ups can do it all by themselves.

i honestly don't have time to see anyone right now, 90% of my time is spent trying to fix my mess of a family