aspiring roadie

Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.

i hope you pursue what you love in 2020, supported and surrounded by people who are so happy to have you in their lives. i hope you realize that we grow from failure, and that the lessons you learn will benefit you so much. those bumps along the roads, the sad days, the doubting, things not turning out just the way you imagined they would - they will happen, and it will be okay. you’ll face it, you’ll survive, grow, and you’ll make a wonderful year for yourself, regardless, or indeed because of that.

once you stop looking, things find you

if you’re meant to be with someone, it will work out. whether it’s next month or in five years, what’s meant to be will always be

does anyone else just feel the strong desire to change, to travel, to meet new people, to just start over somewhere you’ve never been before

If y’all don’t listen to Fredo Disco then your doing something wrong sorry