Sometimes I just realize that I’m only a backup friend. That is, a friend whose existence is acknowledged only when no other friend is available to complain to. I mean, if people had an ordered list of the friends they’d want to hang out with, I’d be like the 27th option. Maybe even the 40th. Who am I kidding; I probably won’t even be on that list.
I am better than I was.
I will be better than I am.
(140/365) by (DS)
hey mom my friends are here, ill be back later
I crave your legs intertwined with mine, I crave nothing but you, in the most simplest of ways.
I’m really afraid to feel happy because it never lasts.
Andy Warhol (via felicefawn)