(Source: freckledchimp, via -findme)
nope, its okay. i don’t need to have dinner mom. its not like my stomach has been grumbling for the past two days.
(via this-one-bitch)
So this happened,
but then I scrolled down and read this:
now i’m gonna go and sell my soul for ten thousand bucks :-)
Exercising my brain instead of my body and writing down memories I’ll never get back.
Why are RVs so expensive
Wintered Debts by of Montreal
Can’t survive another comedown day
When my spirit houses so much pain
So much bitterness, so much bitterness
I need to teach myself to feel again
Somehow I lost the thread of being human
Wrapped up in this bitterness, too much bitterness
I’m so confused
What is the function of this ego sickness?
Uselessly believing my self-hatred whisperings
And I can’t deal with mourning at the caucus of my failures any longer
