today, I met pete wentz. yes, I am fully aware that I look like the spawn of a flying idiot and an obese, sunburned asian. pete wentz was super rude and small. he had what I like to call a napoleon complex.
oh weird. i remember asking you and your friend about your outfits and taking pictures with both of you then saying have a nice day.
if it was such a poor experience it seems strange to share it on tumblr.
p.s. you shouldn’t be so hard on yourself, its a silly way to go through life.
I had this exact same thought…I even went as far as looking at apartments? But I was really looking for one of those almost hostel type situations where people who are doing the same thing (moving to NY) from around the world all live together? For some reason I’ve heard of this, and heard of like all of the Australians and Kiwis living together under the same roof in some flat thing. IDK one can dream!!