The Misadventures of Being an Adult
Recently I decided to pick up my life and take a job in a different town. I packed my bags, quit my job, and got my own place. 527 more words
3 weeks, 2 days
We don’t care about you.
We love when nights end in destruction.
We hate tradition, got no room for religion.
We have mastered screens and bowed heads. 106 more words
1 month, 1 week
and the reality that love is a whore.
that’s my generation
drowning in their own
lack of inspiration.
Without any goddamned
something almost heartless… 67 more words