Living In Reverie

I read something on Facebook the other day that got me thinking. Someone said that they’d rather just die, than have eternal life in either heaven or hell.

My question is: Why do we want eternal life? Wouldn’t it get boring?

Young Lust has been stuck in my head for two days straight.. And it’s really making me miss my best friend.

Way too much energy and anger right now. Not a great combination.

Wanderlusting. Guess I’ve still got a bit of that gypsy soul in me.

Just cut the people I was following on here in half. I really don’t care about most of humanity nowadays. This is why I’m such a fucking hermit.

Can’t sleep. Missing the boy.

Fresno, you’re not home anymore.

I haven’t felt home here in quite awhile.

Food poisoning is the worst ever. Can I stop feeling like shit now please? :(

Back on the job hunt.

I’m going to end up killing myself for what I want.

Always hate this time.

Happiest girl in the world right now.

Don’t wanna deal with this shit right now.

So fucking sick of seeing good people that I love getting fucked over.