"sweet champagne and a complicated lifestyle.."

Sometimes when I wake up in the morning or in most occasions mid afternoon, I always think to myself that today is another day, another day in a month, year. I don't know if i'm lacking the motivation to start something new or just come to terms that i'm a newbie to this whole "i'm a fuck up" life. i defiantly feel a sort of accomplished though but not entirely.

i was thinking that maybe i'm feeling this way just because for the first time in my life i honestly don't know where to go next or where to turn next. kind of like when you know different routes to a certain place.

i was a certain kid in high school. certainty was me. i had it written all over me.

i wonder what happened.

i'm the biggest bitch i know. i guess i just don't care if people like me or not anymore because pleasing is not in my vocabulary anymore.

why does vintage shopping sound like such a plan right now?

my current obsession besides robert pattinson, Arctic Monkeys. I love Alex Turner.