Posting my thoughts every day. All my responses to messages. Long things I wanted to say and short things that I really needed to. Pictures and edits I never posted anywhere else. A really fun place to be.
Night shift @ the hotel, 3am, aug 9th
imma load the clip then load their ass in the coffin
i’m everywhere
Something to believe in or something to do or something to just think about
So why do you think that I don't hate myself just because I'm not afraid to express how much I still love it all? I must just be too dumb to understand. That's what I always think. Either that, or I think that they're too dumb to understand. Maybe I have too much of an obsession with understanding.
joining the club of swallowing stars (artificial ones)
Though I don't want to kill all the weeds if it means an empty field. I don't want to give up something you can feel. That's never guaranteed. If you've never experienced it, you should be aware. You don't have to feel anything. And it's terrible.