Hello there, the angel from my nightmare.
You’re not like the others. I’ve seen a few; I know. When I talk, you look at me. When I said something about the moon, you looked at the moon, last night. The others would never do that. The others would walk off and leave me talking. Or threaten me. No one has time any more for anyone else. You’re one of the few who put up with me.
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via wanduring)

(Source: larmoyante)

i’m a nice person i just hate everyone 

(Source: liveinphoenix)


im-a-walking-paradox:

the ULTIMATE comeback and im not playing

(Source: femburton)

untexting:

it’s so sad when you crave someone you can’t have

umplify:

Stressed, depressed and too poor to be well dressed

  • Teacher: How much is a gram?
  • Me: Shit, Depends on what you want..

gnarly:

do you ever just get too lazy to put on pants


officialschool:

me as a detective

(Source: thepugman360)