does anyone wanna come over and makeout or something
(Source: loserhype, via labyrinth-of-punk)
Whenever I eat I just want to throw up.
But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very air I breathe, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o’clock in the morning.
Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via freins)
;_; no wifi
Going to South Carolina today:
It’s gonna be sooo boring, but at least it’s a change of scenery.
YAY GRANDMA VISITS.
Text me?
Please?
I have no teenagers to talk to over there.
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