It’s nice to know that I don’t need you. That I can do this on my own.
Maybe I did need you the first time, I needed your support and your strength. but this time I’m doing it all on my own
It’s nice to know that I don’t need you. That I can do this on my own.
Maybe I did need you the first time, I needed your support and your strength. but this time I’m doing it all on my own
I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who have ever lived — an entire generation pumping gas and waiting tables; or they’re slaves with white collars. Advertisements have them chasing cars and clothes, working jobs they hate so they can buy shit they don’t need. We are the middle…
I don’t understand people who think drunk texts are annoying. I think drunk texts are so cute. Just think of it this way, you’re who that person is thinking of when their brain isn’t even functioning properly, you’re who that person is thinking of when they can’t even form coherent sentences. You’re on that person’s mind when they have the motor skills of an infant, that’s pretty fucking awesome if you ask me.
(Source: amatnemo, via tragichours)
And I hate that.
I feel like I’m going to pass out at any minute.
But samus is calling for meee.
Lol you knew me a year ago?