Bloody, Black & White Hell

this is my comfort character, he makes me happy *points to the most mentally ill dude ever*

yeah the sex was good and all but now I need to get back to telling you about deep sea creatures

I whisper “what the fuck” to myself 50 times a day

no offense but I’ve never gotten over anything that’s happened to me in my life

*seductively slips into existential melancholy*

it’s get-your-shit-back-together season

come pick up your boy he’s analyzing homoerotic subtext again

You don’t have to be perfect to deserve love, respect, and happiness.

keep this between us but bro ur lookin hot tonight

no more stress thanks, i’m full

why must life have a grand purpose? is it not enough to have some basil, and mozzarella?

no i’m not addicted to crack, yes i’m a crackhead. we exist.

“I’m too young and I’ve loved you too much.”

me @ me immediately after almost every decision: oh bitch what the fuck