February 2012
lawl
pourtrait:
“I got a stomach of Xanax. I took what was left of a bottle. Might’ve been too much. This isn’t a for-real suicide thing. It’s probably one of those cry-for-help things. Do you want to wait and hear me describe death? Do you want to listen and see if my spirit can use the telephone?
-Marla Singer, “Fight Club”
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feverpeach:
this is the grace that only we can bestow this is the price you pay for loss of control this is the break in the bend this is the closest of calls this is the reason you’re alone this is the rise and the fall
moe-san:
pitchblackglow:
dear distance,
STOP COCKBLOCKING.
life
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I don’t know east texas from louuuuuuuuuuisiana. And I don’t know alabama or where atlaaaaaaaanta lies tonight.
ive been put through to another job, weweewew.
1 week off from work is going great. PS3 and adventure time for wednesday.
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hi, i'm using last.fm again, add. →
