All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that I am nobody but myself.

 

Late night phone sex. BAHA.

Late night phone sex. BAHA.

I’m about to piss my pants. Holy shit, I don’t really remember making this. Hahahaha I’m seriously annoying. And I love us. @babytealeaf @nutyasha