#441.
Lack of blogging lately, nothing too incredibly interesting has been happening, and I've been happy.
Happiness tends to make for boring writers. The past few days have been choco block full of homework and fatigue. I've been in hibernation mode, sleeping every spare moment I get.
I've been feeling a little bit of guilt lately. For a few reasons. I don't want to go willy nilly stating them because well. I just don't. There are things I say sometimes that I regret. And that doesn't mean immediately. I'm just stupid, and naive, and I guess I'm one of those people who doesn't know the consequences or implications of their actions or words.


Fuck that, I love you and I don't think there's much anyone could say that would make me think any otherwise. Sorry for any doubt that's ever crossed my mind.




Corniness overloaaad.

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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