I'm Jack I'm 16 and from beautiful SoCal and I love
all of you especially if you
talk to me.
Today I saw of video of my friend. She was just talking in it, talking about how her life is so confusing and difficult. It was obviously unplanned, but beautifully poetic. Anyway, as I kept listening she seemed to become further and further away, not in distance but in how much I know her. It suddenly felt like she was just some fantasy or I just had a dream about it and pretended it was real. I felt the same way today when I saw her. Her hair was different. Mine is exactly how it was. I know I can cut my hair if I want to, but some things I can’t ever change, like how our eyes will always be the same color, or how her voice will only make me remember how beautiful everything can be.
Watching my grandparents made me want to write a story but I realized I only needed a few sentences rather than 100 of them:
He felt sick, panic attacks and the like, so he was about to go to the hospital. She said she needed him and asked him to stay, so he stayed. He died soon after of a heart attack.
There’s this one girl that I see around school and she’ll wave to me sometimes but I don’t know her but I always imagine her coming up to me one day and asking me if I want to get away, like just go get on a plane and go somewhere and try to live as best we can and maybe not even live happily ever after but just have that opportunity and that experience and that friendship.
I guess it just sounds nice
Why is it always at times like this that I get to see how wonderful the world can be? Madison probably knows…
Don’t leave your room, you can live off the crumbs in your carpet for a few days until you have listened to the song enough times for it to suck.
How can songs be just a series of vibrations?
I really don’t like this feeling, but I really like this song
But god I love some people sometimes
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I got my tickets to see The Front Bottoms in July. Cannot fucking wait.
These days are the longest