EVERYDAY I'M SHUFFLIN'
I’m a little out of control. But that’s okay. I just wish everyone would stop ODing. I’ve been fortunate enough to not know what it’s like to attend a friend’s funeral. One thing I notice though is that suddenly when someone dies everyone knew them and was their best friend.
childishtantrum: “We had a death pact, and I have to keep my half of the bargain. Please bury me next to my baby in my leather jacket, jeans and motorcyle boots. Goodbye” This is how I wanna go.
Who needs reasons when you’ve got heroin?– trainspotting (via meloncholicmadness)
Dozing and dosing. We’ll see how this chapter of my life goes.
I’ve been slacking so hard with tumblr. I just don’t want to face my life I guess. I’m watching TV and realizing I haven’t had a real crush on someone in years. Like I pretty much don’t remember what butterflies feel like. Not since N, maybe? Is that part of growing up? Cos I miss the butterflies and the feeling that a cute boy was more than just good looking.