satanicxsperm818:

im trash. but like, cool trash, pick me up

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nostorybook:

Like the sea, I’m constantly changing from calm to ill. Madness fills my heart and soul, as if the great divide could swallow me whole. Oh, how I’m breaking down.

(via xshipwrecks)

TRYING TO PUT ON EYELINER

letgoat:

college-life-crisis:

The first eye:

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The second eye:

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i have never seen a more accurate post

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sexioto:

that boy you just called gay? well he is gay. he’s your boyfriend. both of you are gay. how do you keep forgetting this, jeffery

(via bindercheck)

Tell me can the hateful chain be broken?

Production and consumption define our hollow lives.

Avarice has led us cross the ocean,

Toward a land that’s better, much more bountiful and wide.

So when will mankind finally come to realize

His surfeit has become his demise?

How much is enough to kill yourself?

That quantity is known today, as we blow ourselves away.

Tell me is there anything so sure?

Rapacity, tenacity, capacity for more!

Like a dog that feeds until he suffers,

The infirmity of man is brought on by his selfish cure.

When will mankind finally come to realize

His surfeit has become his demise?

How much is enough to kill yourself?

That quantity is known today, as we blow ourselves away.

(Source: sadcanuck, via dance-the-tango)

gnarly:

Do you ever just hate someone bc they remind you of yourself

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