You don’t pass or fail at being a person, dear.
We’re not friends, we’re not enemies. We’re strangers with some memories.
Gimme.

Gimme.

(Source: death-by-elocution)

(Source: greenteaicecream)

Something else is hurting you - that’s why you need pot or whiskey, or whips and rubber suits, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can’t think.
Blue is the mood today. #blue

Blue is the mood today. #blue