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(Source: anotherstolenrelict)
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IF I HAD A FUCKING PICTURE TO SHOW YOU, I’D SHOW YOU IT
JUST IMAGINE BLACKNESS IN MY VEINS. IT’S SOME SORT OF PAIN THAT NO ONE BELIEVES IN. PHYSICAL IN NATURE. ALMOST PRETERNATURAL IN CAUSE.
I WONDERED HOW YOU COULD FANTASIZE ABOUT FUCKING GHOSTS MORE THAN ABOUT FUCKING OTHER PEOPLE. I THOUGHT ABOUT THIS LONG AND HARD… GOT DRUNK… WATCHED JEAN ROLLIN MOVIES… THOUGHT ABOUT IT SOME MORE.
NOW UNDERSTAND ECTOSEXUALITY BUT CAN’T RELATE.
& YEAH I DO KINDA WANNA BE SOME IMMORTAL BITCH WITH ABSOLUTELY NO RULES NEEDED.
I’VE BEEN TRYING SO HARD TO FIGURE OUT WHAT I’VE BEEN DOING WRONG, WHAT I SHOULD DO CORRECTLY - THAT I’VE TOTALLY DISTANCED MYSELF FROM ANY OF MY BASIC WANTS OR NEEDS.
WHY CAN’T LIFE JUST BE ABOUT SEX, FEEDING DESIRES, ETCETERA?
1. she is a heartless bitch.
2. she WILL steal your man. even if he’s gay.
3. she eats seconal and nembutal by the handful.
4. she’s a drunk.
5. she prefers not to ‘socialize with kooks’.
6. her musical numbers are pretty crap, even when she’s not loaded on dolls.
7. she makes her boyfriend go…
(Source: livemylief)
I want this as my birthday cake.
(Source: pillowtomydots, via clench3d)