I don’t think my parents understand that when I said I probably was gonna become depressed when I came home, it was true. Ive only been home for 3 days and all the old memories come back to me. I do the same shit day in and day out. I don’t wanna hangout with you, but I don’t really have a choice. I need to get away, far far away from Massachusetts, but unfortunately it will have...
People create stories create people; or rather stories create people create...– RIP, Chinua Achebe (via nouvellabooks)