modern-elephant

it feels too good
until the end
when the emotions
kill me instead.
—  drugs.

my future partner is probably texting their bae right now about how they’re gonna be together forever. sike, see you in ten years bitch

me: *gives an answer*

teacher: class, do you agree or disagree?

you: well I disagree beca-

me:

"why do you always wear black"
cause i’m ready for ur funeral bitch

I edit the look of my blog whenever you edit my feelings.
cause its my problem if i wanna pack up and run away
its my business if i feel the need to smoke and drink and sway
its my problem, its my problem if i feel the need to hide
and its my problem if i have no friends and feel i want to die
—  Marina And The Diamonds
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.