If any of you were wondering, I have THE BEST group of friends. Honestly I feel incredibly lucky to have met all of them. Stoked to finally have a group of friends I feel 100% myself, and who are incredibly kind and supportive. \m/. .\m/
"The night is darkest before the dawn..and i...
A day when I didn’t wish you were here would be great.
It’s weird to feel this guilty for actually doing nothing wrong… Like its wrong of me to miss you. Wrong that I still care. It makes me second guess everything and I hate that. This is all seriously just so out of hand.
I just saved a file called “parkway drive interview promo” #neverthoughtthatwouldhappen
Do you have a lucky number?
I just pondered on the thought… What if my lucky number is wrong and it’s something else….? #sundaynightpondering
Also, SERIOUSLY excited for the chucking a mosh stuff we are releasing this week… Haha.
It’s rad to have a good friend who’s a boy again. They are heaps rad to hang out with, super chilled and honest. I had a boy best friend for nearly 7 years, we don’t speak any more, so I guess it’s just nice to have it again.
Tonight was rad
Vegan chicken burgers. Lemonade. Good chats. Bands being amazing. Kieran falling in love with Luca Braci. Missioning to hawthorn between bands that included menzingers singalongs. Car Moshing to Miles Away. Seriously wish I was out still partying. Damn work.
When I get really drunk I send drunk texts that...
3:45am to Adam ” I’m going to go ahead and assume you are still awake. 👊” Haha
Okay, now panic sets in…. Packing up my bed : / #homelessness2012
I become homeless tomorrow… I probably shouldn’t be worrying about boys.
The one question that is keeping me up at night is Why did you tell me of you could be with anyone it would be me… And then start seeing someone else.? Is she better then me? Then now… Tell me you can’t see me because you can’t forgive yourself.. What did you do that is so un forgivable that Even though you miss me you can’t bare to see me? Also, What the fuck...
You never have any GoodLuck.– My mum.
I miss my life with you.
I know it’s late but I’ve been up for days we haven’t spoken in far too long cause I have nothing left to say I’m a mess with all this constant stress you always know what’s best but that won’t stop the restlessness All I have left are traces of the city skyline to remind me of where I’m from we can’t start over again it’s so fucking cold...
I fucking hate coming to ringwood.
The last few months have been the roughest almost ever. Im a pretty strong person, I’ve weathered many storms. More then most people know, or I’m willing to tell. But these 2 months have really broken me. Being someone who 100% believes in karma, I am terribly worried what I did to get this back. But I also think everything happen for a reason…. Maybe shit just happens even...