Trying to organize a BMX trip to Austin towards the end of February. If you live there and want to let me crash at your place LEMME KNOW. I can cook for you and throw you some cash. I just need to fucking ride.
Tolley 123 @ Gmail.
Me? I’m scared of everything. I’m scared of what I saw, I’m scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I’m scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I’m with you.