Do not fall into love, become love, be it.
— Unknown. (via bulimica)
Y. That perfect letter. The wishbone, fork in the road, empty wineglass. The question we ask over and over.
— Marjorie Celona (via elliptical)
ive never smoked a cross joint
outpatient sucks
i suck at staying sober
i love jordan cohen
life is getting better
im failing every class even though im smarter than the majority of people at my school
i really wanna get drunk
i hate staying with my mom
drug dealers are annoying
my veins are fucked up
that is all
Anonymous asked: Elsa I miss you, kiss you, make me wanna fist you. Fleisher, kaiser, make me want to scheisse. show me your tits, every bits, while I snack on grits. Elsa you're moody, have a good booty, but I'm pretty sure after all da bros you gots da cooties.
thx
