dustin, darling

i hate when sad days come around to remind you that you’re actually never happy.

i don’t have a single friend named Tiffany, and it’s a shame. if i did, i’d command that she be quiet and remind her that i— well, we— once rooted for her.  i’d only scream at her because that’s how my mother showed me that she loved me.  i’d also tell her that when she lays her head down at night to sleep to take responsibility for herself. and why would i do this?.. so she could learn from it.