grapefruitt

It’s really comforting to know I’m not the only one who does this. I think I started around 8th grade and it’s worsened since then. I’m 17 now. I only do it when I’m thinking really hard, studying, stressed, or a combination of all those things.
It’s like this one little piece of skin or texture on your finger that doesn’t feel right, so you have to keep picking at it even if it bleeds. I’ve had people ask me in the past, “what happend to your finger?” and I never know what to say. How the hell am I supposed to explain it?
I’ve actually been good about stopping lately though. Maybe because I’m happy.

We’re BFF’s.

‘09 is going to be fucking sick.

The Devil Wears Prada, Dance Gavin Dance, 30h!3.

Heads up: Don’t forget to pre-order tickets on April 1st (which is in like 3 days from now). They’ll be cheaper + get you in quicker. That’s what she said.