January 2012
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“We all enter this world the same way: naked, screaming, soaked in blood. But if...”
– Dana Gould (via theguccislut)
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I know it was unintentional, but conversations about certain things/people leave me cold.
December 2011
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Why have I become a man that scoffs at hope? A man that chuckles at the impossibility of dreams?
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Watch "Unveiled (Gifted Masuka Remix)" on YouTube →
soultruthgemini:
Dope as fuck!!!!
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maybe it's just me, but...
i don’t want a patronus, or a wand, but a gundam, and friends that have gundams too is that wrong?
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Reblog if you can undo a bra with one hand.
saocore:
this one has always come in handy
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Odd...
Took the bus to get my mom a ticket to erykah badu and eddy griffin. Good thing. The whole way to and from, felt like I wanted to hide, but I also had a wierd urge to look everyone in the eyes… Wierd thin…. But, thinkin on how repressed I felt and I should jus relax and be myself…. Even now I can’t stop shuddering, and there’s this cold pressure in my chest. Bad thing.
dokuganryuu:
I used to be an adventurer like you,
but then I took an arrow to the knee.
there’s a helpline for that
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8C4SaB9ip50
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It’s easier to make any other excuse, or just say I don’t know why I stay up so late. Truth is, they feel better while I’m awake, and they cry while I sleep and dream. Same goes for me too.
