☼♡♋☮☯♀✌♕I do not like my state of mind, but I'm caring, loving and sometimes unkind. I hate my appearance, I have no plans, I do not yearn for lovelier lands. I dread the dawn's recurrent light; I hate to go to bed alone at night. I snoot at closed-minded, judgmental folk. I cannot take the gentlest joke. I find no peace in the safe things in sight. My world is but a lot of tripe. I'm disillusioned, empty-breasted. For what I think, I'd be arrested. I am not sick, but I am not well. My quondam dreams are shot to hell. My soul is crushed, my spirit sore; I do not like me any more.
I grumble and grouse. I ponder on the narrow hows'. Now I shudder at the thought of a sober life 'till end, But I'm due to be high again.
PURE SEX.
Ahhh! I’m covered in nintendo!
…& then, nothing turned itself inside out.
Everything seems so mischeivious and sneaky…
but, for starters, 16 plus 7 isn’t 167.
There is a man in the sky though, he’s cryin because he lost his cigar,
but it’s alright.
He’ll survive.
I, on the the other hand,
tend to believe that the dark side of the moon is sex.
PURE SEX.
Yet the real question is if you think that my chest would implode if i poked it with a statue?
But that’s besides the point.
The sky seems more 3-dimensional on a day like today,
have you not noticed?
Then again, you’ve gone completely insane, as it’s consciousness that forms matter and not the other way around!
But, around the corner is a pickle.
I’m in it.
There are so many roads to take and they all look so beautiful.
I’m light enough to fly.
Come along?
We could use a beer bottle for a trampoline!
Is that to much to ask?
Go to “Heaven” for the climate, Hell for the company.
There’s no way out, the only way out is to give in.
When there’s no way out, the only way out is to give in.
How I love to give in. Metric (via mjg923)
When there’s no way out, the only way out is to give in.
How I love to give in. Metric (via mjg923)
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away. Now it looks as though they’re here to stay.
Trying is the first step towards failure” - Homer Simpson
Ah, a light.
- Chrissy: Where's the lighter?
- Olivia: Uhh, I don't know.
- Me: You had it.
- Olivia: No! You came and showed it to me.
- Me: Yeah.
- Olivia: So you had a cigarette. You have it.
- Me: No. I used it first and I gave it to you.
- Chrissy: I've got it.
