I hate you, I hate im addicted to you and want to check you everyday... I hate posting on you waiting for someone to like it... Facebook, your my method self approval. I like seeing people interested in me... I hate you for letting me. Id probably find another way of doing so anyway.
If you don’t like where you are, move on. You are not a tree.
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Feeling depressed today, in a good way. I feel like I've been brought back to reality
Kurt Cobain in Olympia, Washington by his girlfriend at the time, Tracy Marander, 1989. [x]
#BLACKLIVESMATTER
I'm not funny, I think I'm slightly crazy. Here is my shity blog. I'm apprenticing to be a tattoo artist, sex is baller, I want more tattoos, and I'd love a joint right now. cigarettes are god
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