i'm down for anything involving laughing and high fives.

I would like to think of myself as different; but since tons of others hope to achieve that, that just makes me the same. But I think I am different.

Any idiot can face a crisis - it’s day to day living that wears you out.

telling us where the real world isn't doesn't make you any more in it.

so i'll raise my glass and say a toast to you, drown my sorrows and pretend that it never happened. "come home soon," you say, but i can't try any harder than i am. i want conversation and romance, flowers and slow dancing. holding hands at night while watching stars and laughing about nothing. i want to be adored.