set foot on south american concrete.
I’ve always thought i’d be the type of person to find myself reading “On the Road” in the High Andes
I just didn’t think that it would be this soon.
isn’t it fucked up when you can basically see your relationships with your old friends crumblelike conversations get shorter
and it’s like your friends don’t really give a shit about you as much as they used to
(Source: br000t)
