You act like you know everything about me. But guess what, you don’t know shit about me and you never will. I’ll be so glad when I move out of this house in two weeks. And I hope you know I’m never going to visit home, except for when I have to. I don’t care if you miss me, because I won’t miss you or any of your bullshit.
Hopefully I won’t burn out as quickly this time.
Why the hell did I abandon it for 6 months
Because I see all of these beautiful pictures I want to reblog, but I don’t want to clutter up my personal blog with endless amounts of pictures. Decisions, decisions, decisions.