Elliotte. 20. Gender awesome. Boston. Pretending to be a college student. And a singer. And a musician Actually being Pierced and tattooed currently employed and learning so much about life
AFP <3 Neil Gaiman <3
I want to scream and cry and break things. I do not want to go to work I do not go past go I do not collect $200 I just want to kill myself or sleep for a month and it sucks so fucking badly
I wish there were no expectations and that I didn’t have to answer to anyone and this land was truly free to roam.
I want my vw bus already with a full tank of gas and I just want to fucking leave. I want to find beautiful people to make music with and then I want to disappear.
Today sucks. I’m overwhelmed and having really bad thoughts. And I can’t even talk to anyone about it. I need Julie back. Now.