i can only handle so much socializing until i get tired and start getting irritated towards everyone and want to go home and sleep or lock myself in my room and cry
Not everyone has your passion for dead leaves.
|—||Jane Austen - Sense & Sensibility (via seabois)|
i’ll pay you $7 to have a crush on me
I destroy myself so you can’t.
|—||Six Word Story #1 (via analest)|
All I want for christmas is mental stability
keep fuckin walkin you postman piece of shit