If I could go back in time to when I wrote sad little poems, I’d punch myself...– Dan Campbell (via baneofoursociety)
Half the time I hate myself and want to die. And the other half I hate the world and want to die.
gettin real tired of your bullshit
dinotrash: pinkspotlight: what happens at olive garden when theyre grating the cheese and you don’t say “when” the waiter gets more and more concerned as the cheese starts piling up and you remain silent. they eventually plead with you to stop this madness and just say when, but you hold firm. olive garden fills with cheese, killing everyone in the building as cheese begins to pour out into...
There are balloons tied to my ankles, weights tied to my wrists, a constant pulling up and down to black or white abyss; no middle ground, no grey place, just major highs and lows. There’s no one who can stand me, this life is all I know.
Note Card Wisdom
hurpaderp: my mom likes to play this game called yell from four rooms away and get upset when I can’t hear her
moderndaybohemia: dostitute4life: demonicpillow: vaffancul-o: videohall: Clam eats salt “Weirdest video you’ll see today.” WHAT THE FUCK That gif sums everything up. THE FUCK omfg that gif.
me: how am i not famous
When one of my friends says they're ugly.
Friend without a tumblr: I wanna show you something
Me: I've seen that
that was almost raven but you’re not quite there yet
stayburned: why cant i have creepy followers who ask me questions about everything
oddbrad: sometimes i’m afraid spanish people don’t hablo what i’m saying when i’m talking to them so i add in a few words en espanol to help them understand what i’m tortilla