like 98% of my problems would be solved if i stopped overthinking things and calmed the fuck down and stopped being such a panicky, anxious little shit
"embrace it, baby!"
i told you it was short and dumb >w<
Books have a way of making you homesick for a place you have never been.
I feel as fucking useless as a white fucking crayon
u just gotta find someone who prefers black paper my friend
I go to bed with all my friends.
All of fucking tumblr
Sweet fucking lord, this.