Everything it seems I like's a little bit stronger, a little bit thicker, a little more harmful for me.
So, I’m going in to get my tattoo done on Saturday and I was looking around the website for the shop I’m going to when I stumbled upon this in FAQ:
Does it hurt?
Answer: Fuck yeah it hurts!! Seriously though, it is a bit uncomfortable but it’s not like jumping on a bike with no seat, having your nuts stepped on by someone wearing golf shoes, getting kicked in the face by a donkey, or getting ass raped by your new cell mate in the pookie, but yes, it does hurt a bit.
I’m dying of laughter.
Oh, they wait ‘till I find love and then they laugh.
Oh, they know that my body is no way good enough.
Know that my heart is no way strong enough to bear the sorrow that love brings.
Oh, when I coil in fear, oh, the demons sing.
“I tell everybody, I’m tired of being jerked around. Okay? So let’s just not pretend. I don’t have fuck for a heart. You people are not going to make me feel anything. You are not going to get to me.”
-Chuck Palahniuk (Choke)
”If it is because of what you call a heart, then it is the heart that causes you humans pain. It is because of your heart that you will die.”
It’s amazing how much a one-word text can make my heart sink with disappointment. You’ve got me wrapped around your finger and I hate myself for letting myself feel the way I do for you.
I think it’s time for me to grow up…
“Picture anybody growing up so stupid he didn’t know that hope is just another phase you’ll grow out of.”
“The girl is infectious human waste, and she’s confused and afraid to commit to the wrong thing and so she won’t commit to anything.”
I used to be really close to someone when I was younger. She was 35 years my senior, but I thought of her as more of a friend/ mentor than a mother figure. She was one of my closest friends and had a really big impact on who I am today. Unfortunately, I haven’t seen her in three years. She ignores anything I send her (emails, texts, comments) and I don’t know why. I hate that someone I was once so close to and still love is so distant from me. Adults never stay friends with kids.
Today, my Western Civilization professor described Grigori Rasputin as “having really liked orgies, but not taking baths.”