age: 24 (Nov 12, 1988)
MEMBER SINCE: December 2009
occupation: student,
makes me happy: SuicideGirls, mopeds, hammocks, quiet places, sunshine, drum corps, interesting people
body mods: more tats next paycheck
fantasy: starting a new life away from here.
stats: 6', 250lbs. fluffy and capable
makes me sad: dead pets, old home movies
into: movies, music, being outside, working with my hands, helping people, low-key bars, street festivals, day hikes, road trips
gets me hot: the sun, ovens, fire in general
i lost my virginity: to my hand, technically.
crush: My weakness is a woman with a beautiful face, red or brunette hair, and penetrating eyes. Gets me every time...
So I'm in love with that girl. Not the one I know now, but the one I used to know. She's with a man that makes her happy and that I can't honestly amount to. She told me she used to love me, and I wish I had had the sense to fucking realize that. Now it's too late, and I haven't been able to get over her. It's been four years, and I still can't lay it to rest. She says she wants me in her life as a friend, but its so painful. My heart is fucking broken and I must be too to keep wanting to put us through this sickeningly painful charade. Thank god I have Bon Iver to listen to.
























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