I wish I could recede into myself. I’d leave a machinist in my place and never crawl back out again. I’m only 24, but goddamn am I jaded.
spend my life believing I can do something than realizing I can’t. I know I’m young, but I already feel like it’s too late.
I wish I could open my brain, reach inside, yank my ideas out, and splatter them onto paper. :/
My nose won’t stop whistling. :/
I could lie down like a tired child And weep away the life of care Which I...– “Dejection Ode,” Percy Bysshe Shelley
ireadintothings: This is not fucking fiction, this is not a fucking movie, this is my real fucking life, and sometimes I for real feel like I am loosing all thouch with reality. Shit, I’ve been there and back. But I’ve made a few trips, so the feeling tends to linger. It’s hard not to get swallowed up by disillusionment. It’s like a goddamn cancer; it sticks, it grows,...
I love my girlfriend.
“I saw this page about marriage and it was like, ‘Sacred bond between a man & a woman,’ and like, ‘Oh, God,’ I-don’t-know-what, and like, *mockingly* ‘Oh, Lord!’ I don’t know, it was just annoying.”
Happy Hump Day!
Mine was particularly humpty dumpty. I just wanted to say “hullo” to my new followers! I hope you find me interesting enough. :)
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