i am eating poptarts. i am wishing i could give you all the things i know you want, but the distance, the distance, the miles, the air and roads and spaces and such, i cannot teach you these things, you are learning them yourself. it would be patronizing (and wrong) for me to try and tell you that to live your life you must do a, b, and c; but if you ware hurting, i am just a phone call away.

don’t you hate how males make you lose your head?