I thought having a dog would be fun and that he would cuddle with me and we’d have really fun moments like he would eat food from my plate and id be like ‘doggy !’ but all we do is stare at eachother and fight over who gets to sleep on the good side of the bed.

im pretty sure my new art teacher hates me

but fuck him im staying in that class since i already paid my fifty bucks and theres a fine ass guy with dreads in that class that i have yet yo holla at

writingthatilike:

In The Desert
by Stephen Crane

In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said: “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter - bitter,” he answered;
“But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart.”

Im everyones dumpster. 

Woah. 

Thats so sad. So very, very sad. 

Good for nothing.

Good for no one. 

Not even a shadow.

Ok. 

I understand now.

love is watching someone die

lol

remember when i was all like ‘ill wait till im eighteen to get a tattoo cuz then ill be legal&shit’

welp

i got a tattoo ;)

omg so im over here in my room doing homework when all of a sudden i get really hungry. So the thought was barely settling in when my mom opens the door and is like ‘i made you a sandwichlol’ and she just sets it down and walks away.

this woman is a god

her maternal instincts are so fucking scary

this week is going to be a great game of ‘how long can i go without walking out of the classroom and puking on the floor because fuck being sick’

It is bitter – bitter”, he answered,
“But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart.

Stephen Crane, In the Desert

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