That moment when you realize everyone you work with is a fat beat-making fader slut. Fuuuuuuuuuuuu-
And so begins another 12-hour workday. I can haz sleepz?
I have to believe that true love is still possible.
All I want is you and one more tomorrow.
I am still not over you.
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light. I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.