i want to throw up when i think about the past and all the people that i used to be friends with and all the wrong things ive done and all the things ive said that i shouldnt have

No one will know the violence it took to become this gentle.

Is it really so difficult for you to imagine that somebody could love you? That they could stay?

WHAT emotion is this meant to convey

Are we all crying together on this warm Tuesday night in June

people are capable of beautiful things

i thought this was going in a bad direction

Imagine. Jeff Bezos can do this 400+ times a day for impoverished people but what is he doing with the money, may I ask? Hoarding it.

I 100% think that if you went inside, you would walk into a normal sized one. It would be seemingly normal, with everyday employees and shoppers. And you’d wander around and almost forget the weird beginning of this adventure, buy a DVD, and then step back out into this field.