I’ve been using this lighter all week. Just realized what it says.
Where’s the joy?
Where’s the love?
Where’s the happiness?
I’m not sure
I read letters that I wrote myself
Saying not to forget how I felt
And I don’t know what it was
That I wrote about at all
I woke up one day
No longer a child
And I’ll spend my life
Trying to remember
How to be joyful
How to forgive
How to be happy
WHO ELSE WANTS THIS JOB!?
|—||Carson McCullers (via vvolare)|
“we accept the infinite we think we swear in this moment”
@darianfordarian you’re supposed to be here to squish these kinds of things :( #havingapanicattack #getthefuckoffofmyceiling
Joseph Lorusso, Soft Eyes
if i sing around you i am 150% comfortable with you because i fucking hate my singing voice
Or I am drunk.
this times a million. I stopped telling people I hate my singing voice so they stop telling me I have to sing for them.