There are a lot of things that I don't understand in this world.
Joplin.
Self-Portrait
concerne:

the hills looked nice while i was walking home

Before we meet again I hope you will have tasted strong liquor to excess and kissed many emotional young men in red and yellow moonlights.

ellenrumel:

I luv Disbummer

lonelyram:

Pg.99 | We Left As Skeletons

You are every ounce of horror, every reminding second of a completely terrible life. You’re the single most constant mistake of why most my body aches, and from the cold, iron shackles you locked around my heart to the chunks of my life you picked out from your teeth. I remember for a moment about the person I used to be.