twelve years a slave was one of the best movies I’ve seen in a while and had me crying hysterically by the end.
damn I just fucked up so bad I hate myself wow
I’m trying to find the right kind of blue in these waves. it’s in between the white it’s so beautiful I hope you can see it
I wish that I’d never met a lot of the people that I’ve met. Not because I don’t like them, but because I only let them down and when you disappoint everyone all the time it’s hard not to want to die constantly. I feel this weird and shameful feeling like I’m being watched by a thousand glowing, vengeful eyes behind one way mirrors in public bathrooms and in metro cars and everywhere I go I know I’m not welcome.
why why why is my bed so cold ): where’s a cute boy when I need one