max

we're only turned on cus of the adrenaline, theres no way we're into beating each other up right...right..

brian's such a control freak, I know it, the moment shit doesn't go his way he's crying, screaming, throwing up

holding hands after punching each other with them

“tell me about yourself” has got to be the most god awful stupid fucking question ever wtf do you mean

whatever is wrong with me is getting so much worse

you cant choose to only support the insecure self hating mental illness and not the lashing out and being a jerk mental illness symptoms

sometimes it feels pointless to stay alive when i can’t feel anything. suicide seems like the only option when nothing else releases me from the torture of apathy. i feel like a lost soul, aimlessly floating through life. there has to be more to this, right?