#273.
Hilarious that I can always think of things to blog about during the day, (I really should take note because they sound so awesome in my head) but when I hit blogger, I go blank. Completely mental fart blankness jfc.

But yeah I don't know. There are a million words I could probably write about you, but either way, it's all been said before, and I feel like I'm in a bit of a can't be stuffed mood so I'm not going to get into it. But let's just say, yet again, I find myself in a place where I don't want to be. Where I look up and see her feet. Yeah idfk that was a pretty shit analogy. You know what fuck words, let pictures do it.




Will post a consecutive post with a youtube clip I just remembered seeing.

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)
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