January 2010
Home is where the heart is.
Not here.
I. Hate. Everything.
So here I am again - alone.
The light is broken, too hard to see the page. I broke it, I broke it. Too tired to read, too awake to sleep. All the time. All the time to think. How did I find myself here again? There are times when I dream of this. But not here. Not here. This is success, this is how it feels. No one knows I’ve succeeded in killing it. This is success, This is how it feels. It’s numb. It’s...
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It's your fault~
Fucking up the kids~*~
Hate. Everything.
Hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything hate everything...
Okay, alright gonna do my homework now.
No really, it’s going to happen. I’m going to get up off the computer and do it. Just you watch. Definitely getting up. Right now. Yep. This is me actively standing up.
No, not really I’m still sitting and typing and ultimately doing very little.
Omg
The vocalist from The Spirit of Versailles sounds like Donald Duck
y/n?
Constant boredom.
Hello. Hi.
The snow creaks under your feet on the fragile...
I’m sitting alone, wrapped in crawl spaces and broken melodies heard through thin walls. Please forgive me. I just want you to stick around long enough to realize that I’m worth all of the trouble I cause, because I’m sure that I will fuck this all up somehow - so don’t let me get away. I think of all those nights asleep in our bed, swearing we will always be this close....
I think I might just listen to The Saddest...
I don’t know why but the lyrics are just, I don’t know, so right.
We mouthed the words to all of the saddest songs...
I watched you out of the corner of my eye and that smile you gave me launched one thousand beats of my heart. So you can lean a little harder - I will take that weight from you, I will be that call in the middle of the night, the picture kept in your favorite book and if you just want someone to call yours I will be that too. I was just looking for someone to leave me breathless and I found it in...
Every time I get inspired to do something
I never even start it. Not once. Okay maybe sometimes I might start it, but I’ll lose interest after 5 minutes at the most. What is even the point in this.
/stream of conscience
I don’t know how I feel about leaving that there, but otherwise it’ll just fester inside my head.
I'm an idiot.
How do I keep managing to fuck up? Again and again and again. Don’t I learn? Am I really that stupid? I think I might despise myself. All I seem to do is hurt people. I wish there was something I could do. I wish I was a better person. I don’t know. Who am I? Do I have a sense of identity? Am I any different to the 6 billion other people out there? Not really, no. I’m painfully...
I'm never satisfied with anything I ever do or...
Recently I've taken a sudden interest in...
I have absolutely no idea why but I’ve become fascinated with how the human mind works and why people behave or feel the way they do about things. I actually diiiid have the option to take psychology at school but I imagine that as a subject it would’ve been really tedious and boring and I imagine I would’ve lost interest after the first few lessons anyway.
I actually once had a...
I'm so weird.
:))))))
I’m on a mission that niggas say is impossible, but when I swing my swords, they all choppable~
Ahahaha, sorry.
I just wanted to get that out of me, I feel a bit better now.
Hello, I am a wreck.
A wreck with no friends. I’ve never really had friends. Well, I mean I’ve had kids that I’ve sort of liked, but never friends. I’ve never had anyone I can talk to and tell how I feel and everything in order to be comforted and what have you, since I feel like that’s what friendship should be about. But nope, never. I start telling my “friends” my...
I have a pretty ridiculous headache right now.
And my stomach hurts, although that’s nothing new.
Awesome.
I just ate so much it physically hurts
AM I FAT YET!?!?!?!?!!!?!
Hi hello hey.
I am bored. Very, very bored. I don’t know what I should do besides talking to myself.
What in the world has my life become.
daancekatiedance:
I like Elliott Smith. :|
Why is this a bad thing, he’s awesome. :|
It’s not just music for most of us. A recollection of hope and broken dreams That can leave you filled with anger, Grief, joy, Frustration and love. It flows from our heart, Through our bleeding lungs, To reach you deep inside, To make you feel like we feel… Alive.
You don't just hold me, you hold me together.
What is it that I normally do with my life?
I can’t recall.
My friends have just become strangers with...
In the shower's the only time you get your dick...
How many hipsters does it take to screw a...
It’s a pretty obscure number, you’ve probably never heard of it.
I think I managed not to fail my biology exam.
Do you have any idea how indifferent I am to this.
Ehhhhhh.
Whenever someone says “love you” instead of “I love you” I feel like it loses some of the meaning. Like they don’t mean it as much. It scares me.
There is nowhere you can run.
There is nowhere you can hide.
I would chase you to the ends of the earth.
I’m afraid to say you’re mine whether you like it or not.
Too bad.
*insert picture of asshole here*
HEY LOOK IT’S ME AHAHAHAHAHFHDFHSDFSKDF
MISANTHROPY.
hello hi this is me
I have no interest in anything
And like the heart that got in the way I’ll become the lost cause The child of burden and rage Like the distance in your touch Like the years we burned down I heard that phone call The hesitation, the awkward silence I felt everything in those seconds Splinters of sentence and heartless advice Nothing’s changed but these days entwine