Out with sam yesterday and it was awesome as usual.
Came back with slight blisters but i'm used to it.
Not really in the mood of blogging, but i'm so freaking bored i've already finished counting the amount of hair i have on my head.

I dont understand why they can't understand us.
They're mad at us, but they didnt even ask our opinions.
The one that is affected is us, not them.
And why should I sacrifice for something that will not benefit me?
But i guess its just me being selfish.

How i wish i can just do what i love and fuck the rest.
In the meantime, think I'm going to go daydream more about mmm



i had a bad dream about you