I just wanna make a difference in the world. And as hard as a goal that sounds, I think it is completely fathomable.

I blog a lot of Tom Felton because we are in love, and Lion King, because it was my first love. That is all.

Female. Nineteen. San Francisco, CA / Moore, OK

 

Uhh fuck. I hate the night. It is always so full of sadness.

The feeling you took away when you were here, when you left, you took away that feeling. And now I’m
Just a big ass pile of dog shit waiting to be cleaned up. I’m useless as fuck. I stink, I serve no purpose (I guess this ties in with useless) ahh fuck being depressed.

I just hate myself, I hate my life, I hate Hawaii, I just want to go home and pretend everything is normal again.

Don’t make me pretend…please…
It can be normal again.

It’s not even past day 1 yet, and I’m already losing my shit.

I’m good for nothing but pushing people away and sucking at life.
Bitch bitch bitch bitch

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I think I will stay home all day tomorrow and be drunk the whole time and not give a single fuck. And I will feel sorry for myself, and I will cry, and blah blah blah. Judge me all you like. I’ll just punch you in the face later. POW!

I just wanna get really drunk/high and pretend I’m not alive.

Who wants to play with me?

Today my heart was broken.
Go me.
I’m obviously great at the game of life

I’ve been dreading this moment. This moment that I came to a realization that I didn’t want to come to.

Goodbye my almost lover.

skeletales:

After I finish a book, I’d need to take time off reading because the previous characters are still a part of me, so I’ll take time to let them ‘leave’ me before I read the next book.

bavarde:

One of the best feelings is crawling into bed with the sheets knotted around your legs and relaxing your spine. Just letting it sink into the mattress and feeling every inch of it melt underneath you.