January 2011
“When it’s time to die, let us not discover that we have never lived.”
– Henry David Thoreau (via yeatsofhell)
That awkward moment when you finish a TV show...
Day 4: Your longest relationship
HAHAH. Forever alone.
17537) I hate myself more than anything in the...
“I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too...”
– Ferdinand von Schrubentaufft (via fragilesouls)
Reblog if you want your followers to ask you...
pathwetread:
reblog if you still pretend you're a mermaid when...
daisyjay:
boyschasegirls:
HAHAH, sometimes.
fuckoffsweety:
I honestly disgust myself sometimes. How can I have so much but still not be happy. It seems like I’m only satisfied when I am getting more. We are all so shallow and materialistic. Then I come on to this fucking blog, post a few pictures, write about how sick we all are and do you know what i do then. I post a few more pictures and change nothing.
Day 3. Your bestfriend
I have no best friend. Close friends only I guess.
You’ll keep it on the inside ‘Cause that’s the safest place ‘Cause that’s the safest place to hide All of your friends are gone And you were barely holding on We were wrong and they fooled us once again We are the loneliest of men, we’re the loneliest And all your friends are gone Nobody hears you And all...
Day 2: The feature you love the most
Nothing. I hate myself. Though I know I could look worse, but still. There’s no one particular feature I like. Let alone one that I love.
Plus my mother laughs at pictures of me and calls me ugly and fat, so how am I supposed to love any of my features?
I guess if I really have to choose a feature it’d be my eyes. My ability to give the ‘Death Stare’ to people is pretty...
