It’s a bittersweet feeling when stumbling into old receipts while cleaning around your room. You begin to recall what you had done that day, and most notably… the person you were with and the memories you had with them.
I just like to keep to myself, read my books, eat alone and occasionally get drunk with a few close friends. I’ve stopped making time for new faces; they tend to leave more than often. So I hold on to the ones I have now… even if he’s your only friend. A wise man once told me that that’s all you really need. I believe him.
I realize that I don’t like getting close to anyone anymore now that I’m becoming older.
I just wanna stay on the phone with someone tonight.
(Source: kingofcirclelenses, via philipgonzaga)
On the way to work I decided to grab Starbucks. Little did I know that I’d be flirting with a really cute barista. He started it. Not that I’m complaining.
Still squealing here at work.
Don’t label me please. You don’t even know me yet to do such thing. Just because I’m young doesn’t exactly mean I’m like other typical young guys.
I. I want to just get drunk, forget about everything and just have fun. I literally have not been doing anything else but work, ai ya. Ugh, soon. We’re planning to go to rage next weekend because I need my dose of dancing retardedly to k-pop. Maybe meet a few guys here and there, I don’t know. I don’t care. Whatever. Just get me out.
II. All these guys on Jackd need to… stahp. Like, wow. That is all. But that IS a nice dick. I won’t lie.
III. I’m really hyper today. I think it’s all from the dark chocolate peppermint ice cream we got today. It’s so fucking good dude. I swear, I ate like 5 lbs. Then I bought a burger at Farmer Boys. My “husband” was working as usual, cooking. I wish he’d taken my order though. He’s so handsome. Crossing my finger hoping he’s gay so I can make him mine. Somehow. Just kidding, I’m not like that don’t judge me.
IV. I need to clean my room.
Gay guys are so confusing like ugh what do you want from me.
4:35 AM and I am not asleep yet. These are the nights I stay awake pondering over hopeless thoughts.
Maybe it’ll mean something to me one day.
Wow it’s really cold… does anyone want to buy me a small heater for my early Christmas present or something.