every. goddamn. day.
(Source: smoke-til-my-eyes-bleed, via stanleyjosh)
every. goddamn. day.
(Source: smoke-til-my-eyes-bleed, via stanleyjosh)

story of my life.
soon. so soon.

trying to be semi-responsible:

and failing:

my first time:

now:

somehow we all sense it and gather around like


s-so f-fucking b-b-b-beautiful
we have no time for petty things like love lives.
i ask “why should i pick you for this position?” and they all answer “i’m a really hard worker and i’m fun to work with”

their reactions:


NO. WHY. WHY WOULD YOU EVER. AND YOU SHOWED UP FOR TRAINING. WHY DIDN’T YOU RUN.
let’s just say blood was shed. you think i’m speaking figuratively. how cute.