#250.
So it's calmed now. I hope. Right? Yes. Nothing more shall be spoken of on the topic unless it is brought back inevitably. Ok. Right. Enter enter.

And I'd just like to throw a little appreciation to those who talked to me through that shit, and I hope it never has to happen again, but I now know that if it does, I'll have you guys with your full support. It's true, through times like these, you honestly find out who your true friends are. :)


Ps, you have managed to move into my mind. You're hanging up your pictures on my wall, and I can see nothing but them. It's okay though, I think you're awesome. (Y)

Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
I ♥ Phoenix, (500) days of summer, double entendres, unmade beds, autumn, Chopin, syncopated melodies, G7 chords and things that make me feel.

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