sometimes at night i have friends
FOLLOWING:
CALIFORNIA FOREVERif we knew each other in person, i feel like we’d be bee eff efffffffffs. i think religion is a waste of everybody’s time, i love angry music and i live for sunday secrets. i love you and i don’t even really know you. UPSETTING
well lets know each other murn!!
aim me or email me or facebook me or summat c:
s’all in my info
when this show ended, I literally shed some hahaha. It was the end of an ERA! Goddamn I miss being 10 and watching t.g.i.f. I know @craigdiaz knows what the fuck I’m talkin bouuuuutttt.
dude i fucking cried a boatload
i think you’re fucking siq and don’t change for anyone. ever.
why thank you!!!!! that made my day.
and don’t worry. i won’t. c:
— Adventures of Huckleberry Fin
You’ve taken over my mind. You’ve raped my thoughts with your image viruses then sold me fake cures for your own disease. Your words and pictures scream orders at me like angry prison wardens. When I cover my ears, your voices echo in my head. I hate you.
I am filled with a rage that burns my eyes.
I don’t want to feel this way. You have done this to me. These feelings are the fruits of your multi-billion dollar sowing. And I am not alone.
Remember this: My mind is big. The more you try to push me down and make me small, the greater the pressure inside me becomes. The greater the pressure, the greater the chance of an explosion. There was once a time when I felt love, but now I feel only hate and anger, and fear at what I might do. And you can tell me to “BE HAPPY,” but I know that you really mean “BE QUIET”.
Believe me, I want to be happy. You stand in my way.
i close my eyes in pictures because i think it looks funnier
also you can’t really see it because it is on the other side of my head, but if you look to the right of tylers face, you can see that i am wearing a fascinator.
if you don’t know what that is, look it up… and learn how to make one so we can wear them together._____________________________________________________________________
Tyler? Being your cute (not gay until he meets me) brother? hahahaha
and you would wear a fascinator. I love you.
maaan. we need to make more because mine sucks times a billion. or maybe i just needa fix mine. you look so adorable. and so does tylrrrrr
I feel like an existentialist sometimes.
Walking on the sidewalk at night,
I’ll observe the flickering of a streetlight.
Slowly wonder if this disturbance was caused simply by my arrival and presence.
I can make people turn off and on, why not an inanimate object? Are they more complicated?
Eating rice I’d take time to stop
look at the sticky pieces stuck together on my fork.
Trying to find some significance in the tiny grains.
But it’s just rice.
I made it to eat. So I eat it.
Do songs have any more meaning than what you get from them?
Do other people and their opinions exist?
Or rather does only your interpretation of them live?
I end up thinking about death.
When I die there will be nothing.
The flashing synapses of neurons in my brain
will stop and this so called life will finish its course.
I want to do more. I want to see more.
I want to learn more. I want faith.
But I’m too smart for it.
Ignorance is bliss but I willingly choose the occasional anxiety attack.
Am I insane?
Are you?
Who isn’t…
i fucking like you. a lot. lets be best friends.
