i remember when you asked me “how i was coping”, and i couldn’t answer. this was because i didn’t know “how i was coping”, or, really, what there was to be coping with. and then i wasn’t sure if that meant i wasn’t coping, or whether i should feel guilty because i don’t feel as if i have to try and “cope”; as if my feelings are not...
you are too kind! and you really did inspire me, i promise, all those band pictures you create are SO SO AWESOME! i’m dead glad you like beirut as well :D i’m not sure about deviantart — i don’t really understand how it works!
i feel so sick again
haah well they hardly do, i know now.. & thank you, yr texts were so funny :D
nerves nerves nerves nerves nerves
they hide, you seeee they are very shy creatures haha i love how tumblr isn’t really meant for conversations but we do it anyway.
r.i.p. clement freud
i agree! derby can be pretty awful. well i know for next time! we can draw deer or something
aw you know i wanted to ask if i could meet up with you but then i got a bit scared. i’m glad you managed some retail therapy though, haha. i want a leather jacket so bad. boo.
today you are really close!
aw man that sucks! i’m gonna go draw some deer now, maybe.
haha. yeah. well i’m pretty sure they do. i hope i’m not wrong.