swaggin, i ain't braggin.
Emy. 18. Fallen hard. <3 Long boarding. Parties. Summer. Singing. Guitar. Being Real. Hardcore since '94. Shit happens, forget it. Trust me it'll get better. Don't ever regret anything, it was meant to happen. //
That moment when you’re so depressed, you can cry without blinking, without moving a muscle in your face. Just sitting there, with tears streaming down your cheeks, and your heart shattering in your chest.