I don’t Know
At this point in time I’m terrified of sex. Will I ever have sex again? Would It be any good? When will porn be enjoyable again; without reality and past pressures creeping in? I don’t know.
At this point in time I’m terrified of sex. Will I ever have sex again? Would It be any good? When will porn be enjoyable again; without reality and past pressures creeping in? I don’t know.
I did not want to cry tonight.
I first learned about Violent Femmes as a preteen; they were on an episode of Sabrina.
I drew this in pencil on crappy paper but at least I drew today.
Story of my life -___-‘
I want to wash my hands, my face, and hair with snow. Snooow, Oh.
I want to DDR dance to this song so bad(Thinking of my crush.) >.<’
I did not grow up in a standard household. I’m tried of people telling me what standard accomplishments I should have.
Hummm doesn’t stop you from thinking about it.
…It may have to do with the fear of not tasting ever type of great coffee out there before you die :/
(via psychofactz)
Thank you rain. The loud blasting bodega music has stopped. I can now think.

You could put one Studio Ghibli girl up against 5 Disney princesses.(These girls have more personality.)
(via geeksarefoxy)
“We have to talk” never ends well. Consider me dead. No I will not be messaging you to talk. No there won’t be late night ice cream walk and talks. I’ve wanted you for so long. You’ve said you wanted me for so long. I can’t believe you’d throw away our romance; our friendship…for someone you just met. Your a fucking idiot.
It was just purely epic to see David Byrne play Burning Down The House with Amanda Palmer and The Grand Theft Orchestra! >.<’

I think Elwood city is much like the town KurÔzu-cho; other places shift and change while they suffer from some kinda curse(Groundhog year perhaps).
I never did grow up. Feels like I never will. My friends are all adults, I’m still a teenage girl. I wish I haven’t stayed. I make the same mistakes. I make the same mistakes.
23 years of my life and still, I’m trying to get up that great big hill of hope. For a destination…(One day I’ll post “Do you swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth so help your black ass!”)