My baby brother….
cruci4l: w0nduh—years: I can’t stress this enough. if you are going to randomly decide to stop talking to me one day, then don’t bother talking to me at all. I will develop some sort of feeling or attachment and get sad and confused when you get sick of me. It’s not fair, don’t do it.
Rip the earth in two with your mind Seal the urge which ensues with brass wires...– Mumford and Sons - I Gave You All
I’m going to explode. I literally don’t have time for anything.
I am gone quite mad with the knowledge of accepting the overwhelming number of...– Sylvia Plath (via fluffynips)
rnajestical: im kinda happy but i also really wanna get hit by a car at the same time
snorlaxatives: me when i get money for my birthday me 2 days later
What I’m really afraid of is being screwed over again. I gave someone my all and I got thrown to the side like I was nothing. My own “friends” stopped talking to me because apparently they didn’t have control over their lives. (yes, I’m still upset about this) I helped another friend when they were in need and then she tries to attack me for something I never did. I...
I’ve developed a hatred for social interaction. I mean, I don’t mind people sometimes, it’s just when they start talking… I don’t want to be around that. I usually smile and say I have to be somewhere or I zone out and nod. I enjoy doing nice things for people though… As long as I don’t know them. I have new co-workers and they make me want to disappear at...
Sometimes I just want to crash my car so I don’t have to deal with anything at all.
In Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound”. It’s a...– Don Draper (via cityyandcolour)
827: Lawd Jesus it’s a fire!
It’s about time I left that place anyway. I’m ready down for a second interview with a restaurant called BJ’s Brewhouse. Things should start to get better soon.
So I got fired from work today.
For something I didn’t do. Yup. Worked like a slave and they still manage to screw me over. Oh well.
I’ve officially moved out of my apartment and back into my mother’s home. I cussed out my roommate and told her everything that was wrong with her because she doesn’t know how to stop being annoying. I’m pretty sure I don’t have a best friend anymore and that might have been my fault, unintentionally. I’m constantly crying on a weekly basis for no reason....
pyrexia: I’ve forgotten what you look like