sleepy

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I have a million things
to talk to you about. A million things we have to talk about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
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stuck in nintendo —
you're
the
controller
 
i
 
stay
for eternity
(for you)
for you
PEOPLE OFTEN ASK me why summer is my favorite season. most people don't like the heat, the bugs, and the skyrocketing electricity bills due to all of the A/C usage. but i still love it. i get a chance to be free, i get a chance to enjoy myself and relax. and even though things almost never turn out how i want them to, i just like the vibe of summer in general. i love the idea of spending a day at the beach with your favorite people, and having cookouts and pool parties and watching all the fireflies light up the backyard. even days where you have a ton of time to waste. i may be dreaming too big, but maybe things will finally work out and i'll get the summer i always imagine summer being.

 

i can't recall the last time         
i took advice
from anyone...    
shaped like a figure      
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who trusts pretty
    girls anyway?
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and  i can't recall  the  
last time i took  advice
            from anyone....
i'm sure i'll be             
         the death of me


 



don't come close,  don't come close
you don't even know me
you think you know me

 


all my friends lie to me
i know they're thinking,
"you're too mean,
i  don't  like  you,
f
×ck you anyway
you  make  me  wanna  scream  at  the  top  of  my  lungs
it hurts but i won't fight you
you suck anyway
you make me wanna die,
right when i..."

I got to thinking about fate. That crazy concept that we’re not really responsible for the course our lives take. That it’s all predestined, written in the stars. Maybe that explains why, if you live in a city, where you can’t even see the stars, your love life tends to feel a little more random. And even if our every man, every kiss, every heartache, is pre-ordered from some cosmic catalogue, can we still take a wrong step and wander off our own personal milky way? I couldn’t help but wonder, can you make a mistake and miss your fate?