In high school ya gotta learn that if you’re late you might as well be hella late and go have some breakfast or some shit
She was the kind of girlfriend god gives you young, so you’ll know loss for the rest of your life.
I remember when I was a fetus I used to sneak out at night while my mother was sleeping
Show me disloyalty, I’ll show you detachment.
I’m sorry that you met me.
This summer, put your phone away for a few days. Make some memories that no-one knows about. Make some memories that are just yours.
Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him. Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn’t possible have any direct correlation to one’s happiness, but I never saw that. If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possible work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, than you are going to do it. It’s really no different than falling in love or taking drugs. There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better. Everyone has their yellow paint.