When you ask somebody who you know is younger than you how old they are and they tell you it doesn’t matter how old they are.. they’re an idiot.
Feeling depressed enough to tell everyone on facebook im going to bed but im actually just going to sit on tumblr for the rest of my evening. Really the only thing that would make me happy right now is my best friend in New York, Hans. I miss him dearly. We got each other. I miss the shit out of that guy.
do you ever just wanna grab someone by the shoulders look them in the eyes and say “no one cares”
I dream about New York, i day dream about New York. I talk about it every day. My heart yearns for that city. Just to be there again. The 2 years I spent there changed me, ever so slightly. I love that city. I now understand why those damn T-shirts are so famous. NYC grabs a hold of your heart and your soul. I can still feel the wind rushing up 7th ave as I rode my bike to work in the summer and...