Lost in Life

i don’t think native english speakers can ever fully appreciate the emotion i felt when i first found out that the vulnerable spot on the side of your forehead which is arguably the best spot to be kissed is called your temple 

once my brother was in a disney store and he saw a child pick up a  mickey mouse toy and  his thing is he does voices  so he said “oh my god put me down”  in a mickey mouse voice and the kid  threw it across the store and  then he had to run away from the store like   “What have i done”

there’s a sesame street themed section of  seaworld and he would go behind the mascots there  and do the character’s voices and then watch the mascots panic because they’re not supposed to speak in costume 

this man is now a father

twitter is a hellsite (derogatory) and tumblr is a hellsite (affectionate)

hopeless romantic with trust issues and a sex drive out the roof

I’ve never seen anything so accurate though

i think im gonna start carrying around a note in my pocket at all times like “IF I DIE IT IS NOT AN ACCIDENT INVESTIGATE IT” just to waste people’s time after i’m dead too

when will my heart finally get to rest???? i’m tired of being in so much pain.

I'm worthless. I'm pathetic. I'm nothing . I'm useless. I'm disgusting. I'm dirty. I'm a burden. I'm insignificant. I'm broken.

I think one if the saddest things is when you don’t want anything anymore. You’re not in despair, you know you’re not alone, you know it can get better, but you dont want any of it. You’re just tired of living. I’m not sure if anyone can really help at that point.