February 2012
Do you know what I was smiling at? You wrote down that you were a writer by...
– J.D. Salinger, Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters and Seymour: An Introduction (via johnjohnjohnjohnjohn)
Anonymous asked: I want you to carefully follow my instructions and nobody gets hurt
kidsvm:
i dont care much about anything. that’s the problem
rjdonuts:
I actually like the new icons.
I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but...
– Patrick Bateman (via johnjohnjohnjohnjohn)
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Arthur’s mom just walked in the house and the bong was on the table. He grabbed it and shoved it under his sweater before she saw. Oh my fucking god.
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I’m Brittney, I hate being told no, and I only want guys that I can’t have.
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Once someone told me to make a list of things that make me happy, the first thing I put down was myself, and after that I wrote down nothing else because I realized that nothing else should make me happy. No special person, no special item, just what was already written down on that paper. I could have written down my family, my friends, some type of material object because those are all things...
So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never...
– Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being A Wallflower
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I want two things right now..
To have sex,
and eat some food.
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We got home from Collin’s last night at four thirty in the morning.. My eyes feel like they’ve been clawed out of my skull, and I want to be high right now. Arthur is still asleep though, so hayyy ya’ll.