February 2012
I feel like none of my followers ever want to talk :(
And your very flesh shall be a great poem.
– Walt Whitman (via empty-the-moon)
This weekend has been…. well i don’t really know. I have mixed emotions talking about this weekend. Friday I went to a party at my friends house with my boyfriend and about 30 of our other friends. It doesn’t shock me that you had to get shit faced a half hour before I left. When I was home in bed thinking you were also home in bed, you had lied to me and still were at the party....