Because the world needs to learn a little patience.
(Also, I think too much about what I want to say that I overwhelm myself and eventually give up.)
A Night at the Roxy
Gravitron, just like a tree, another likely story. Sad song, let the night win. Tell me we both know more than the lead is galloping. Anywhere you looked, somebody who, crazy shadow. All or nothing through the backyards. Knights of wands.
I don’t know, honestly. I update my Instagram a whole lot more frequently than I do my tumblr. So if you’d like, you can follow me there as well: @chloedenice
I’m thinking of taking a spontaneous trip to San Diego tomorrow to see a band. My only problem is that I will be traveling back home late at night and I’d feel safer if I had someone there with me. I really should get over the fear of traveling alone, but that’s just the kind of world we live in really. It’s a dangerous thing for a female to be roaming the streets alone in the middle of the night. Maybe I can befriend a stranger at the concert and ask for a ride to the station. Yeah, maybe I’ll do that!