I’m so sick of being responsible for everyone else’s bullshit.
Another year passes me by.
I feel myself growing older each day, not so much aging as I am decaying. Rotting, slowly, from the outside in.
Life is pain. Life is cruel. The moment you part from your mother’s womb, you are truly alone - trapped in the shall you call a body.
And yet we celebrate birth.
a mockery. A monument to my torment.
dude u gotta loosen up its ur birthday omg
wanna get high
It’s torture just thinking of someone else touching you, kissing you and squeezing you like you like. I guess I deserve it though…considering how much I hurt you. I don’t deserve someone as good as you.
I really like this idea. I live in a rather large city and I’d love to stick peoples urls all over.
So basically anyone and everyone who reblogs this by January 10th will have their url written on a piece of paper and left somewhere special. I’ll also take a picture of where I left it and tag it with your url.
Also if you want to inbox me a special message to include with your url, feel free :)
LETS MAKE MAGIC.
Never thought I’d have that feeling where you don’t have any more will power to continue on with life.
This one was freakin weird. I have to let this out.
It started off at night, while I was walking on middlefield road in Menlo Park going to the bus stop. And I keep walking and this old man with a hunch is yelling at me “BEWARE OF THE DEVILS POWER”. And I kept on walking on. He kept getting closer, so I started to dead sprint. As I get to my stop, this figure in a gillie suit covered with moss runs out trying to scare me, but I end up knocking him down. He’s on the ground, and is groaning. All of a sudden, I see a bunch of skaters come out across the street from these bushes in front of a parking garage. They start laughing and yelling out “ooooh dude that was rad!” And when I turn my head back to the person in the suit, it’s Earl Sweatshirt (it’s a dream don’t ask). So I say holy shit are you alright, and he says yeah I’m cool. And he gets up and starts laughing. And we start up a conversation. Him and his buddies all come over to the stop and we just so happen to get on the same bus. Now, the setting just totally switches as soon as I get on the bus with them. It’s day time now and were on El Camino Real, and were crackin jokes and just talking. I get up and the bus driver hits a bump and my phone falls out of my hand. I pick it up and nothing happens, and I had Pandora on before it dropped. I pick it back up and the screen is black. I turn it back on and it immediately goes back to what looks like the Pandora radio screen with the next buttons and what not, except it wasn’t playing music. No no this time, it had a video of a girl in bed asleep. And as I begin to notice the room she’s in, it looks a lot like my girlfriends room. And then I notice that the person in bed was indeed my girlfriend. What the fuck was I watching I asked. And then, shit got fuckin crazy. She starts moving around in bed looking uncomfortable. She looks as if she’s possessed by something. Next thing you know, she’s being tossed around the room and her bones are cracking every which way. I start to cringe and tear up and I have a ghastly expression on my face. Earl is simply looking at me wondering what the fuck is going on. I click the next button trying to turn it off or get out of it, but it simply showed me different angles of the room. I start to cry out to myself. The next click, it goes to my brother. He starts having the same behavior as my girlfriend. Next click, my father. Next click, my sister. Next click, my mother and so on and so on.
Now, I want you guys to know that right when I saw the first video of my girlfriend, my teeth began to shut tight. Not in the dream, but while I was dreaming my mouth wouldn’t open and I felt it. It’s like it was a strong jaw clamp and I tried to open it but it wouldn’t open and I don’t know why.
So after I decided to throw my phone at the ground after watching those horrific videos, Earl and his friends get off. But little did I know that I had missed my stop. And then the setting changed. I’m still on the bus, but the bus is going uphill in this high mesa looking area. And so I get off at the next stop and a pregnant woman gets off with me. She looks young around 19. She says “you’re not from around here are you?” And I tell her that i missed my stop. And she said “well you should get on the next bus, he’ll be back for you.” I was confused. I didn’t know who she was talking about. And then her boyfriend popped out thinking I was tryna get at his girl.
He got heated and took off his shirt like he was ready to fight, but all of a sudden stopped. He had stood in a upright position, gave me this sullen face and relaxed his arms and stared at me. So did the pregnant chick, and so did these farm workers that were around. And I tried to wake up, I really tried. And my jaw clamped harder and harder and finally it released and I woke up.
I woke up freaked out, not knowing what to do. No one was home except my little brother and sister who were asleep at the time. I felt frightened actually and didn’t even get out of bed til my parents got back home. And my jaw was hurting so much..
Crazy ass dream..