Hey just listen for a sec, even if that's all you do. Life is too short to fucking pretend that you like people. That you like things that you honestly couldn't give two shits about. Don't do that. You'll get to thirty five living in a cramped apartment in a marriage on the brink of divorce and a drinking problem. Don't do that. Just be real to yourself, even if that's all you do. You don't need to be "successful" to be successful. And for Christ sake go read a fucking book once and a while.

If you want the perfect ballance of reality and not-completely-heart-wrentching-soul-shattering-but-unfortunatly-true truths, go find Atticus.

"Always pity the thinkers, for they are cursed with their own imagination"
-Atticus

I've accidently become obsessed with depressing music and Netflix horror shows and iced coffee.

"Draw a monster. Why is it a monster?"
Think about that.

"But without the dark we'd never see the stars."
Think about that. 

Just think. 

Don't grow up, it's a trap. 

Just letting you know, John Green is the absolute best human to ever be put on this earth and I want him to be my mentor like Tony is Peter's. 

I know I'm going to do it, I just don't know when. If you know what I mean, I'm sorry.