I don’t care to be forgiven, just want to be forgotten.
cannot wait til whenever it is I do acid :D
(Source: paradisenull, via nocturnalsunrises)
I wanna go back.
(via yolodreams)
I really, really
loved it in NYC. The school looks great, I’ve always loved the feel of the city, but of course things don’t go well for me. Apparently, I’m in that perfect spot in middle-class America where I can’t get enough in financial aid to cover a lot yet don’t have the income necessary to pay for what’s left over. I’m getting something like 14k in aid for a 60k school. That doesn’t even begin to cover living expenses, food, transportation, etc. Unless something magic happens, the only school-related thing I’ve ever really wanted is out of my reach. Fucking fantastic.
(via shimmeringfields)
I hate
Asking girls out. They never give a straight answer and feel like the right thing is to lie as if it’s gonna make me feel better.
I’m a walking contradiction. Swell and burst
I am fueled by all forms of failure.
I paid the price, so I’ll take what’s mine.
I bet you didn’t see that one coming
Cause I do as I please, apologize for nothing.
My time is flying but I’m still second to none.
Always shining the brightest when I’m placed under the gun (God Damn)
So here I stand, the only son of a working-class man.
I won’t be held back (back).
I can’t be held down.
Where were you when my walls came falling down? (They came falling down)
You tried to hide, you stood close by and didn’t make a sound.
(Say something)
Find you some paper and I’ll go grab you a pen.
You can start taking notes on how this all started again.
Been dead last, but found my way to the front
Set by inspirational quotes on why I never gave up.
Where were you when my walls came falling down? (They came falling down)
You tried to hide, you stood close by and didn’t make a sound.
Where were you when it all came back around? (It comes back around)
The reasons why you passed me by will always hold you down.
(Say something)
If you can’t stand the pressure,
Stay the fuck out of my way.
I know my place.
This one goes out to everyone who’s lied to my face
(Ha ha)
My heart is filled with hate.
I’m making a difference
I’m taking a chance (a chance)
You can say what you want about me,
But no one can tell me I can’t.
Where were you when my walls came falling down? (They came falling down)
You tried to hide, you stood close by and didn’t make a sound.
Where were you when it all came back around? (It comes back around)
The reasons why you passed me by will always hold you down.
(Say something)
(Source: Spotify)
I just saw this on a website marketed as “Russian Roulette for Kids.” WTF?
Another hole
in the door. I’ll have fun explaining that one to Gary…
(Source: oursuicidenotes, via shaunakyle)
true dat
(Source: acidicfuck, via nocturnalsunrises)
I think I fueled my whole life up to not that long ago solely on rage. Let it go and I feel more at peace with the situations I end up in. There’s still a few moments of irrational anger over things, but I don’t fly off the handle like I used to. It has left a void though. A large empty space that won’t fill itself with anything I can get my hands on. Not sex nor drugs nor thrills nor solitude nor food nor exercise nor people. It’s a long list of shit I’ve tried. There’s nothing in the past or present that seems to work. Nothing I say or do is gonna fill it. Hopefully I can move to NYC by September and start school there and start over. Maybe that’s what I need right now.
