my life as a feline

hardcore, pop punk, cats, owls, beards, tattoos, photography, architecture, literature

2011/2012

I’ve lost touch with home a lot over the past year. I’m learning that people I considered friends are only there to bring me down and are going to be stuck and miserable forever.

I’m done holding grudges. I’m not holding on to what isn’t worth it anymore.

Posted on January 4th, 2012
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