March 2012
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What if your pillow could connect to your dreams...
Everytime I actually stress out or realize how small I truly am, the weight of my dad not being here feels infinite amounts heavier. He was the ultimate champion of having faith in yourself and you couldn’t reckon with him. He would literally tell me to shut the fuck up when I revealed the littlest bit of doubt in myself.
I have no time to sit here and think I can’t finish this or...
“It’s just that I don’t want to be somebody’s crush. If somebody likes me, I want...”
– Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
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el-tang:
So this is what it feels like to be dispossessed of some of the things I fucking need most. I’m so bitter. And so disappointed. I don’t even know how to process all this.
Back in our hotel room, the staff room, people have been continually walking in and out. 2 of our hotel keys don’t work….
Most of all, I need my laptop back because it has all of the pictures of my dad in...
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