No one ever likes where they are, who they’re with, what they have, who they know, what they do, how they look, think, dress, talk, walk.
Give them the exact opposite and they’ll still find things to be unhappy about.
Don’t you hate that? Uncomfortable silence? Why do we feel it’s necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable? That’s when you know you’ve found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably share silence. — (via danahenson)
tour hangs, hurry pizza. sacramento onward to fresno today.
(via eeelizabeth)