GOD: I own you like I own the caves. THE OCEAN: Not a chance. No comparison....– Dave Eggers, How We Are Hungry (via thethorninhisside)
We can stick anything into the fog and make it look like a ghost but tonight let us not become tragedies. We are not funeral homes with propane tanks in our windows, lookin’ like cemeteries. Cemeteries are just the Earth’s way of not letting go. Let go. Tonight let’s turn our silly wrists so far backwards the razor blades in our pencil tips can’t get a good angle on all that beauty...
You tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more, tried to be softer,...– Warsan Shire (via losed)
rabioheab: a dystopian future where the only form of communication is the seinfeld bassline
i wish i could sleep forever.
i’m actually laugh crying about it.
it’s actually fucking funny and not remotely surprising how much of a fuck up i am.
i’ll eat oreos all night and not study for the mcat and i won’t care at all because i’d rather feel good and not feel bad.
.1 away from a 3.75 which is what i wanted to apply to med school with. FUCK
i am very sad right now
and this is exactly what i wanted to avoid and why i shouldn’t have gotten so involved but here i am again.
lol u tried I guess