I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to work.
I can’t even put my thoughts into words. It’s too late right now, I just want to sleep. I don’t even know what I’m feeling anymore, because I’m lacking that much sleep. I don’t even know who I can trust, and I’m questioning all of this because of my lack of sleep. Or I think that’s why.
what if humans lost all their skin every winter and walked around as skeletons and the trees get pissed when they have to rake all our skin off their lawns
how high are you
(via alluringsea)
- teacher: just do your homework
- doctor: just eat healthy
- mum: just clean your room
- opposite sex: just look gorgeous
- friends: just be socially active
- life: just be perfect
- me: it's not that fucking easy dude
just one of those nights
tell someone you love them today, because life is short. but SHOUT it at them in German, because life is also terrifying and confusing
(via alluringsea)
There are just so many feelings.
So many confusing feelings.
Between so many people.
Feelings of differing kinds.
Feelings of differing levels.Then to add to all the bullshit and confusion there is just plain and simple (except not so simple) attraction, and I just wish everyone was just happy and with the person they want to be with.
