The Greatest and Worst Story of All Time

Honestly, 

perhaps,

just maybe, 

I should’ve never picked up that white lighter. 

“You’re mine. Mine, as I’m yours. And if we die, we die. All men must die, Jon Snow. But first we’ll live”

Girl’s Generation at 5am… I need a nap. 

It’s my birthday.

dang Adventure Time, why you keepin’ me up so late?

Whatevs. Hollur. 

Drugs in the bathtub, money in the shower. 

You’re done with dying.

Soon, friends will arrive. They will need your help.

Whoa man. 

It’s already March!

That’s cool though. Everything is definitely on schedule.

By next year this time I’m gonna be doing it big as fuck.

To capture my heart is easy.

You just have to capture my mind first. 

I’m smart.

I put my soul in my own mind. 

The perfect phylactery. 

My imagination is really big so if I start to get ‘bored’ (disclaimer: in general) then I wander. 

Being in my head is a blessin’ and a curse. *adjusts glasses*