Throat Full of Glass

I don't know how to put this, but... I'm kind of a big deal.
Josh. 22. I have no life. Deal with it. I like a lot of stuff and music and stuff and just more stuff and too much of it to even narrow it down so maybe that's your cue to just get off your tush and ask me or something.

Do you ever feel like the back-up friend?

The one that they hit up when everybody else bails out on them. The one they hit up only when they need something. The one they hit up when nobody else wants to talk. Always the back-up, never the first priority? Yeah, it sucks.

(via casturbator)