January 2012
December 2011
getalifenow:
I’m going to kiss my true love at midnight
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Ha. It’d been so long. But now I’m pale, shaky, and achy. Be careful what you wish for.
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“Death, like a host, comes smiling to the door;
Smiling, he greets us, on that...”
– Robert Louis Stevenson (via i-c-e-l-a-n-d-s)
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I have this sick desire for something awful to...
I don’t feel like myself now that I’m not miserable. No anti-psychotics or mood stabilizers for me right now and I’m just dandy. There’s a part of me that hates that. Word salad and social retardation is fun sometimes. After digging myself out of the 6 year hole I was pushed down, I don’t know what to do anymore. And when I say I want something bad to happen, I...
