Wanderlust

I hope and pray that one day I’ll wake up, roll over and see someone who makes me forget all the people who have done me wrong.

I swear one day I’m gonna make all you fuckers wish you treated me better.

I’ve always been proud of the fact that I can cut people out of my life with no second thought, but now it’s becoming exhausting to have so many shallow relationships with amazing people

I may be dead inside but damn do I look alive.

My dad always get mad when I do this. He’s always like “We didn’t need to know.” That makes no sense to me. Why would that make me ignore my ability to learn something? I don’t always *need* to know but that doesn’t mean I’m going to pass up an opportunity to learn something new.

Why carry a supercomputer around in your pocket if you’re not gonna use it?