Sex in the next room.

STREAM OF CONCIOUSNESS.

I feel like a completely different person than I was less than a year ago.

Bad? Good? ..Bood.

I don't want to fuck you, I just want to be your friend. Can you deal with that?

I hate when people say they want to hang out and then it never happens. Are we all really that out of touch with one another? Don't bother me unless you're serious. I judge you based on these kinds of things.

Fuck wine headaches.


Oh god, sex in the next room. Wall bangs.

Tired. Allthetime. I want to make a rhythm.

Norestnobreaks.

Poor brain.


I want to learn Russian.





Noprocessesjustrawemotion.
-Livi.