Maybe One Day

tbh the real advice I’d give to anyone is, do shit alone. go to a museum & go at your own pace & leave the instant you’re done. go somewhere you’ve never been and just wander around, duck into & out of places as it pleases you. linger as long as you’d like.

there’s such a small and specific little margin of people in the timeline of human existence who will ever know who metro station was. old people don’t know…. future generations won’t know… it’s just us. we lived through shake it and shake it will die with us 

remember those boys in middle school whose digital watches would always go off in class … what were the alarms for … why did they never learn how to turn off the alarms

Being alone really makes you realize a lot of shit

I’m such a “nah I got it” and suffer in silence type of person.

i’m actually tired bro, like from the bottom of my heart. i am tired

Love seeing little pawprints. So fucking magical. There was a little guy here.

That age is 25.