I Hate My Life I’m Going To [remembers Suicide Jokes Are Bad For My Mental Health] Stare Into The Eyes

the purpose of friends is to have people who unconditionally hate your shitty exes & relatives. like maybe YOU have a complex relationship with your father but i sure don't. i'm outside his house with a gun. he's not the unforgivable asshole who raised me he's just an unforgivable asshole

most unstable girl you know: i need to get a masters degree

Theo and Pippa tumblr bloggers, one in secret the other sooooo so open and proud.

"I got 360 notes on my last post Theo!"

"oh wow that's so awesome!!" *got 1869 notes on his last post but can't let anyone know what the post was about or that he regularly uses tumblr*

yeha boris.. im sure u were just “young and needed girls” ..

Um…those who do not move cannot feel their chains tbh….

"Cicada Days" - Will Wood

“When you feel homesick,’ he said, ‘just look up. Because the moon is the same wherever you go.” ― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

People might bring up Vincent van Gogh as an example of a painter who did great work in spite of, or because of, his suffering. I like to think that van Gogh would have been even more prolific and even greater if he wasn't so restricted by the things tormenting him. I don't think it was pain that made him so great, I think painting brought him whatever happiness he had.

—David Lynch

my 5 year plan is to get back my joy

it's really such an experience to go from "oh this is really cool wow" to "aw man i like this so much i need to eat glass about it" i cant even pinpoint when it happened