#261.
Long day, school, work, heat, finally getting a little time to myself. :)

Everything seems just a little hectic today, and it's weird because like, a week ago at this exact time, we were hanging out. We were 'chilling'. And seven days onwards, I barely remember what your voice sounds like, I miss you, and everything just seems like it's from a completely different world.

Times like these I wish we could just backtrack to when all I needed to think about was what to talk about with you next so that I wouldn't look like a complete jackass turdface. Oh well, soon, buddy. Soon! 

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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