Dear skinny boy with the Wutang tattoo. You’re not hard. Sorry.
Time to put my pretend smile on and grin like I’m being paid to do so.
This festival season will consist of rompers and big sunglasses. Maybe the occasional kimono, trashy shirt and ripped up jeans.
Your fear of being alone amuses me. You don’t have to be in a relationship to be happy. When will people realize that? Relationships can be great and wonderful. You just shouldn’t have to get a new partner the second after you loose one. Come on people. Be independent.