all done
"You don’t realize how alone you are until you’re staying up every night thinking about things you should never think of and you cant tell anybody because you have nobody to tell." -- 4:26am
7/1/14 (via phyxiated)

(via beeeskneees69)


Sometimes I feel like I am slowly drowning. Like there is this wall that is just piling on top of me keeping me from living and I can’t breathe. I have always thought that the worst way of dying was drowning. It seems so painful. It seems as if you are trying so hard to breathe yet your body weakens as it looses oxygen. What makes me sad the most is how your body automatically tries and tries and tries and the fact that is trying so hard to not give up yet you feel this power that you cannot outdo. Being drowned alive is worse than dying. There comes to a point were something in you completely dies. You almost loose all oxygen and you stop feeling excited about things you desire and you also do not feel sad about things that frustrate you. You just slowly live just because you have not died yet. you become completely numb, you have no type of emotion. This wall keeps you from feeling anything. Because that wall as it drowns you it tells you how no matter what you do it will never be good enough. And its a constant battle with that wall, that evil wall that keeps you from being who you are and from knowing who you are suppose to be.


Me as a good friend: *supports and encourages ur hoe activities*

(via mariokartbanana)


I think one of the saddest things is when two people really get to know each other: their secrets, their fears, their favourite things, what they love, what they hate, literally everything, and then they go back to being strangers. It’s like you have to walk past them and pretend like you never knew them, never even talked to them before, when really, you know everything about them.

(via hongkongblues)






I’m never throwing a cigarette butt on the ground again. Holy shit.


omfg poor baby

I’m so glad this post exists. I took ecology in high school and apparently a lot of animals are attracted to the smell of cigarettes and they eat them whenever they can find them. Sometimes they’ll even wander onto roads at night if they smell one and they’ll get hit by cars doing so. And they can’t digest them. The cigarettes just sit in their stomachs until they run out of space and then they starve because they always feel full. I don’t understand why people can’t just put their cigarettes out and then toss them in the trash bin or keep them in an ashtray in their cars until they get home. Is it really that hard?

this makes me so sad