sick of fighting a losing battle.

sometimes i wonder how my life would’ve turned out if i hadn’t signed up for tumblr

funkaah:

100% sure im ugly as hell and yet I still expect to be in a relationship with a hot person

story of my life

illkim:

When the teacher calls you up to the board and you know the answer

image

foodtrucker:

i hate cute couples unless they’re 50% me

hotelmario:

bobshit:

what are snails even trying to do

their best

Before you know it it’s 3 am and you’re 80 years old and you can’t remember what it was like to have 20 year old thoughts or a 10 year old heart.

verybigpimpin:

*txts back 20 days later & picks up the conversation where we left off as if no time has passed and without an excuse*

heartmehateme:

shoutout to the friends that still like me

all two of you

everyone:

hazelgrace:

augustuswaters:

okay?

okay

[SOBS VIOLENTLY]

That’s the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.
Charles Bukowski, Women (via kristallisch)