i’m a strong believer that not everything you do needs an explanation. if you want a tattoo, get one. if you rather stay home that night, it’s okay to miss that party. don’t forget that you’re living for yourself. you don’t owe anyone an explanation for your choices or preferences.
I’m so over this whole week :/ My emotions are all over the place & I hate the fact that I’m falling in love again. I don’t think I can handle any more heartbreak. Saturday I will go to Frostbite with Cass, dance our asses off and show off our hula hooping skills. Not to mention, trip the fuck out on some well deserved acid, so that should make me feel better lol :)