when i was younger i used to make lists for everything. i don’t know why or why i stopped, but i still find them in my old stuff sometimes and it makes me smile to remember what a dork i was and still am. lately i’ve been making lists again, only now i keep them in my head for the most part. maybe it’s some obsessive, compulsive need to organize my thoughts, my life, in some way. i really have no idea, my mind is a strange place to be.
5 letters, 2 syllables. It’s not that hard, seriously.
Sometimes I wonder what the point is. Sometimes it hurts too much. Sometimes I’m not sure it’s worth it. Sometimes I can’t take it anymore. Sometimes I think it will never be right. Sometimes I dream it will be. Sometimes.
1. I live off of green tea, water & coffee
2. I can’t remember the last time I knew what I wanted to do with my life
3. I don’t like making decisions
4. I love the people in my life yet feel utterly alone most of the time
5. I truly believe tacos make everything better
i like your tumblr too :) haha i’m glad someone enjoys those