May 2013
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If there’s something that beats getting high and watching a documentary filmed by the Planet Earth people while eating ice cream in your underwear, I surely don’t know of it.
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You Tell’em Nancy Tellem!
I like online classes because I can fail to do anything for months then take copious amounts of stimulants for three days and sort it all out with fucking A+’s
People are fucking stupid.
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Once upon a time I wrote things and talked to people who did the same and it was lovely. Then my soul dropped out and they no longer cared. nor did I. However I miss those people, and if by some chance you see this come back into my existence and inspire.
I’m an asshole.
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My dog is so old and idk if she’s just sick or like worse.
It fucking sucks dude, this dog has been around a majority of my life. I don’t know how to deal with that shit.
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Mary J - Desirable Sun (Lyrics) - YouTube →
Sometimes, life be like…
I don’t like when people i like like each other, it’s annoying.
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positivemilk:
But mom how am I suppose to buy drugs with a gift card
The silver lining of clouds shines down on the people that Jesus couldn’t save
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I called that the name of the doctor would be revealed a while back, I’m not sure if the post is still in my tumblr but I called it.
I’d like to think someone saw it and it made its way to the show.
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urbancatfitters:
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It is no surprise to me that hardly anyone tells the truth about how they feel....
– Henry Rollins (via alecwiens)
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I just wanna to to bed! Ughhh! Fuck that insomnia noise
I think I am hungover the tiniest bit from drinking the majority of my moms cocktails at dinner.
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Omg omg omg tomorrow my shit will be fucking SORTED.
I’m so happy because I’ve been ripping people new ones at the slightest provoking left and right, and I don’t even remember the last time I felt anger. Felt good though. Whatever.
Regardless man. I’m so relieved.
people my age are getting pregnant and married and i can’t even order a pizza over the phone
It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.
– Charles Bukowski, Pulp (via 50-5lbs)
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