March 2012
Aw, Come On
dearoldlove:
It sucks that your life doesn’t suck.
i think this is what i’m going through.
i have never wanted cookies or ice cream so badly.
actually any food in general. the choice is rent or food, and i personally don’t like to live outside.
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manoverboard:
We’re clearing out the following merch from the webstore on www.defendpoppunk.com to make room for a bunch of new stuff! Pick these up for cheap!
-Only 5 left in Small and Medium
-Only 3 left in Medium
-Small, Medium and X-Large… Tour leftover!
-Sm / Med / Lg / XL - Tour…
someone buy me something please!
More anons!
yournameisshit:
Ask me anything, ridiculous fucked up stuff
i’m awesome at a bunch of things, date me.
my phone got shut off today because i have no...
this low is getting pretty low.
Watchstephaniexedge:
xkeepyourheadupkidx:
andallthatfunstuff:
toocooltobehipster:
Wantwantwantwantwantwant
still reblogging
I NEED this!
yes i want this. now.
i need this so when i shower i can just get out and already be dry kthanks
i somehow medicated myself enough to pretend my throat isn’t slowly closing up, and to reward myself i accidentally ate a whole row of oreos.
and two oreos from the next row.
this is why i am fat and alone.
well, i guess it has nothing to do with being alone, once upon a time boys still liked me despite my complete lack of self control. hmm.
woke up in the middle of night in so much pain i tried to eat a couple flavor pops and that didn’t help my tonsils at all so i just cried for a while about how i don’t have health insurance and life isn’t fair and i can’t even drink water because it hurts so much. fell back asleep, just to repeat the cycle as i try to eat yogurt for breakfast.
cause i know its warmer where you are
drag-me-to-sea:
no matter how far the view, I still always look up to you.
this is my favorite four year strong song.
i guess a morning of sitting downtown in the sun, afternoon on my fire escape sipping beers, and an evening riding my razor scooter all over the waterfront makes for one veryyyy sleepy night.
i wish i had a friend who was really talented with photography and could photograph me nude, black and white, really tastefully, perhaps without showing too much, without me feeling uncomfortable.
i’m 22, i’m full of life. what if this is my peak, i want to remember what i looked like right now, in case it is my best time.
when i offer you survival you say it’s hard enough to live.
don’t tell me that it’s over, STAND UP, poor and tired but more than this.
how do you know that you’re right if you’re not nervous anymore?
it’s not so bad. it’snotsobad.
i feel my vision slipping in and out of focus.
BUT I’M PUSHING ON FOR THAT HORIZON.
i’m pushing on.
