sorry I wasn’t in the mood to be a person today, sorry I forgot to keep a conversation, sorry my soul needs ironing. give me a moment, a day or a so. it’ll be good. I’ll brush my hair and change my clothes. I’ll laugh a lot. I’ll say important things. it’ll be good.
vampires always like “i could kill you if I wanted” like? yeah? so could another human being. so could a dog. so could a dedicated duck. you arent special
“do your parents know?”
bitch, the only thing my parents know about me is just enough to identify me on a morgue table.
honestly 2016 has been the worst fucking year of my life. i would be so grateful if i died and never made it to 2017. i’m afraid of next year being even worse, especially since each year has gotten significantly shittier than the one before in the last 5 years. i am tired and worn out and i want to stop fighting
i want to give up
do you ever just kinda wonder what your selling point as a human being or friend is? like, what was the point at which people were like: hey, I’ll keep this human
Reblog this from anybody. literally. ANYBODY. even if you dont like them or even know them that well. YOU COULD SAVE THEIR LIFE.
Frodo, of course, had to make the biggest and scariest decision of all. He had to walk into the heart of evil while being pursued by the author of evil himself. A hobbit, never one of the powerful, ended up destroying the source of the Dark Lord’s power. He didn’t know he could. No one knew he could. But he could, with the help of the fellowship of nine walkers and his dear friend Sam. Who knows what any of us could do? I’m just about as hobbit-like a person as you could find. What could I do, if I had to?
Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him. Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn’t possible have any direct correlation to one’s happiness, but I never saw that. If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possible work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, than you are going to do it. It’s really no different than falling in love or taking drugs. There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better. Everyone has their yellow paint.
lumiant