I'm sitting here on my porch listening to postal service with my friend paul. and I'm listening to saves the day and dashboard too. nothing will ever be right. but at the same time, everything will be right. the more I think, the more I hate everything. the less I think and the more act, I love everyone and everything. I'm confusing. I can't even explain it.
I have a drinking problem. any girl who knows that and still wants to be with for the awesome person that I am, hit me up. ill take on a nice sober date where I will do nothing but hold your hand.
inebriated. severely.
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