We're all to blame

my life is pretty much when you throw something on your bed and it bounces until it falls on the floor

i literally have no idea what im gonna do if i dont end up rich

*gives people advice when i cant even handle my own problems*

my wallet is empty just like my soul 

my life is just a collection of poorly made decisions with alternative music playing in the background

"its just baby fat" i tell myself until im 50

the only hot action i get in the bedroom is when my laptop burns my thighs

r u ever scared to walk past a group of teenagers even though you are also a teenager

*throws life away* *misses trashcan by like 20 feet*

i want to sleep for 2 years and wake up with a degree, an apartment and money in the bank.