holy shit my friends are assholes

It gets so exhausting, fighting myself.
Six Word Story #24 (via rauchwolken)

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I’ve got 99 problems and my inability to self motivate is causing every single one of them.

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I didn’t like having to explain to them, so I just shut up, smoked a cigarette, and looked at the sea.
Albert Camus, The Stranger (p.54)

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i express my feelings through other peoples text posts

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  • government: *aggressively ruins everything*


Born Ruffians- Kurt Vonnegut (Live in Los Angeles, CA)

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where the fuck have i been


The year is 2030.  We’ve colonized the moon.  Tumblr still hasn’t figured out multi-tag searching.

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i am so fucking sick of pizza