Miserable at best.
I don’t know how to be happy.
I want this semester to end and I miss my boy.
If you’re 555 then I’m 666. (Taken with instagram)
Best two days with this babe.
Heading to New Haven for two uninterrupted days/nights of boy time. I am the happiest piece of shit.
“I find a fatal flaw in the logic of love, and go out of my head. You love a sinking stone, that will never elope so get used to the lonesome.”
