all i want to do is buy records. and listen to them really loud with headphones on and smoke weed. and read. and drink coffee. maybe have someone to go on walks with, who enjoys doing all of that stuff too. that’s not too complicated is it? i don’t know apparently it is. i am starting to wonder if i am just a difficult person. what? i don’t even know what i mean by that. i am just confused. about so many things. i am not sure if when i decided to move 2,000 miles away from my life that i thought it was going to be easy. i mean i knew it wasn’t going to be. i am just frustrated. everything is just moving so slow.
i like cookies. they’re cool.
Short URL for this post: http://tmblr.co/Zb5Clx3SOW96
