This requires a little thought.

It’s far too late.

One of these days I’ll be on a normal sleep schedule. But at this point I can’t say I regret my continuing decision to stay up into the wee hours of the morning nearly every morning. 

It’s far too late,

but it’s also far too important that I have this time to talk, laugh, relax, vent, and just BE together.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Tell someone you love them today.

DFTBA.

.Chyna.

so driving back from the city yesterday, i get a random text from what appears to be a middle school boy that texted the wrong number.

willinoise:

^lil playa~~

so does this make me a fucked up individual or

(via fealiks)