if you could just do me a huge favor and shut the fuck up, kthx.
hello again tumblr. i dont miss you.
fuck clothes, fuck hoes. hundred dollars worth of munchies, truckloads.
i wanted to feel like i was loved by something without loving back. that was my...
and i don’t know much, but i know i love you.
my heart is yours to fill or burst. to break or bury, or wear as jewelry. whichever you prefer.
i dont know how to make friends on tumblr .
everybody dies but not everybody lives.
hi. i think i am going to start using this shit for reals now.