Things that are hard to respond to:
My dad just IMed me saying
“you know if i ever strike it rich i am giving you tons of money for all that i put u through”
O.o I thought we were playing the denial game?
The “fuck it, everything is ok, just keep doing what you’re doing. don’t look around or you might get incredibly depressed” game.
But then you go and admit things and ruin the whole illusion.
Also its good to know that monetary compensation is the cure for everything, including childhoods.
I love my dad though, its weird.
The end.
I’m being obsessive and its disgusting.
Looking for someone who will do too many drugs with me tonight while we wallow in self pity
…I’ve never had to look for that before.
I haven’t been alone in a very long time.
It’s really disgusting to remember how much I need people around to distract me from my own self loathing.
Lulz…Everything is really bad.
Wave of crippling depression
or a nicotine craving?
I’m not sure.
All I know is I have 23 hours to pack up my entire life.
And I just want to drink and cry.
eli torres you are the coolest person i know
i’m sorry in my jealous rage i tore a part of the set list
I forgot about this beauty.
I can’t stop sneezing in lecture. I feel weird.
I need this
Sean I would say “Let’s get this”,
but personally I’m insulted that you showed me this picture in person and said “Let’s get this”, instead of showing it to me via the internet.
your reasoning? you “didn’t want to be one of those people who communicates to his real life friends over tumblr because that’s not how you get tumblr famous”
Well fuck you Sean. Not only am I talking to you directly over the internet but I am also calling you out and blowing up the spot. I’m not sure how that last bit is relevant, it just sounded good.
Fuck you, Heil Satan.
(Source: bonerdonor)
