Idk what I'm about or who I'm supposed to be, but that's the cool part of life, the figuring out process.
I don’t fear commitment. I fear wasting my time.
I just wanna live in an apartment with you and cook strange meals and play with our dogs and watch stupid tv shows and make fun of each other. But just, like, forever..
I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it.