if sitting around sipping coffee with the screen door cracked so the breeze finds it way in and playing Brand New acoustic all night sounds like a good night to you, then we need to talk.
I'm my own stone around my neck
|me:||makes a mistake|
|me:||thinks about mistake every night for the next 7 years|
I hated high school. I don’t trust anybody who looks back on the years from 14 to 18 with any enjoyment. If you liked being a teenager, there’s something wrong with you.
I do not think I’m easy to define. I have a wandering mind. And I’m not anything that you think I am.