I am going to Surry Hills tonight. After teaching/battling with teenagers. And driving. And its raining. And my motivation for going is… I have no fucking idea. To see people, maybe to not be home alone on a Friday night again, to not be bitched about for bailing, to have a good time? Good god. I wish there was no plans on Friday nights.
Name: Dominique. What?: aspiring artist. teacher. of little significance. Disclaimer: some of these posts are from a collection of stuff i've discovered in my years before tumblr. if these are yours, feel free to contact me and i'll gladly give you the credit
Stuff I like (all)
- “Never chase love, affection or attention. If it isn’t given freely by another person, it isn’t worth having.”
- “You don’t cross my mind, you live in it.”— (via lostide)