My life
I literally have no one.

myfalseparadigm:

If you decide to walk around in underwear and an open flannel you can see yourself straight into my bed.

I don’t like when people say that you can’t stop loving someone, that you either always will or never did. I don’t think that’s true. I loved you, past tense. I don’t love you, present tense. I loved the idea of you I created in my head. I loved the nice things you said and did. I loved the way you were always smiling at me. And I loved you so much that I thought it would never stop, I thought that if I couldn’t love you I would die. You’re not that magnificent person I imagined, you did terrible things that took away any belief I had in myself and in love. You were undeserving of the happiness I brought into your life. So don’t let anyone say that you’ll never stop loving him.
Because here I am, not loving you.
Till-forever-finds-me (via till-forever-finds-me)
I’m an adult, but not like a real adult
anyone between the ages of 18 and 25 (via prettyboystyles)

genderedboy:

"Why do you want this job?"

Because under capitalism I am forced to sell my labor in order to subsist.

“why” “because i said so” good one mom you should be a lawyer

supnoah:

it’s late and i really just need a hug or a shit load of vodka

oknope:

i think im emotionally constipated because i haven’t given a shit in months

Love knowing that no one really cares.