it's all progress

remember that i'm drunk right now. not while i'm writing this, but every time you read it.

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notgrouch:

My theme song

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theocarina-of-rhyme:

"Most of this garbage I write, That these people seem to like.Is about you And how I let you infect my life..” - Slug
Fuck You Lucy

theocarina-of-rhyme:

"Most of this garbage I write, That these people seem to like.
Is about you And how I let you infect my life..” - Slug

Fuck You Lucy

(via lateeeebloomerrr)

I love giving, but I’m bad at receiving.
The truth is, I’d prefer to be the one bleeding.
But I’m a paranoid that stays between play and work.
Cautious and aware, cuz I’m afraid of being hurt.
Which brings me to the issue, and that would be this:
How often must I ask myself why I exist?
I feel like a freak, this world is a circus
Just trying to find myself as well as my purpose.
Slug (via sunnyside-ofhell)

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I think people spend too much time staring into screens and not enough time drinking wine, tongue kissing, and dancing under the moon. Rachel Wolchin  (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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No matter how careful you are, there’s going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn’t experience it all. There’s that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should’ve been paying attention.
Well, get used to that feeling. That’s how your whole life will feel some day.
This is all practice.
Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters (via insanity-and-vanity)

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biggamecb:

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