I constantly go between being extremely anxious about all the things I have to do and literally not giving a shit. There is no in between, and it’s so exhausting and frustrating.
single and ready to not single
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- James Joyce’s Ulysses
If anyone on here knows how to get a fake ID, I’d be very grateful. I’ve never really needed one, but this concert I want to go to in February is 18+, I look it, but I have no ID to prove it.
isn’t it weird to think that someone might have caught you in the background of a photograph of somebody else
and you don’t know them and they don’t know you, but maybe that photo is framed on a desk or stuck in a photo album
and you were just going about your life, but you’re also somehow a part of the life of this stranger you’ve never met, forever connected by that one photograph