24/ Vegan/ Straight Edge/ NYC and NJ/ Punk Shit/ Massage Therapist/ Buddhism/ Queer/ Shows
I enjoy delicious food, coffee, hiking, biking, and movies and sing a longs. I only accept sincere, kind, honest, humble, and quality people into my life. I only want to have good times with good people.
I am way too good at isolating myself from my friends. A portion of why i disconnect from the world when I am bummed/ get into my waves of depression because I want people to not be burdened with my shit. I don’t want to talk about the negatives. And these days, I just am not able to brush it off.
I really haven’t hung out with the people I did last month because I am stressed the fuck out. And I have no one close to me just to sit and watch netflix with me.
Although, I am overall being more forward about meeting new people. But it is one of those weeks.
A single dress hangs on its own
The scent of perfume all he has to hold
A wasted life waiting on a dream
Hoping for things the way they used to be
This is the story of a man (this is the story of a man)
Who took for granted everything he had (everything he had)
And how he let it all just slip away (he let it slip away)
Never to return again (to return again)
Buddha (via kushandwizdom)