I fucking hate that blacktop. My front tooth is gone. GONE, because of that blacktop. Because of Derek…I feel so fucking shitty. No one to go to to just make me feel better. Just me, and it’s not enough. I’m not enough to make myself feel okay. This sucks…I don’t want to go to school tomorrow…I don’t want to look like this. Feel, like this. I can’t stand it.
I'm in need of attention
“swear to shake it up if you swear to listen.
still so young, desperate for attention.”
- Me: Damn, this shower is cold.
- Me: *turns the knob up a teeny amount*
- Me: ... *turns it up a fraction of an inch more*
- Me: *a millimeter more*
- Shower: I AM KRAKATOA FEEL MY LAVA WRATH
- Me: ASDFJLKAJECJALMEIOMWZ
“Did you know that for pretty much the entire history of the human species, the average life span was less than thirty years? You could count on ten years or so of real adulthood, right? There was no planning for retirement, There was no planning for a career. There was no planning. No time for plannning. No time for a future. But then the life spans started getting longer, and people started having more and more future. And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future—you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get a nice house so you can afford to send your kids to college so they can get a good job so they can get a nice house so they can afford to send their kids to college.” —
John Green, Paper Towns (via libraryland)
this settles it. i need to start reading john green.