The Kiss by Gustav Klimt inspired tattoo by Speranza Tattoo, Buenos Aires
:D pretty!
There I go Waiting for Godot again.
Officially have an Ultimatum.
Mutherfucker, I should be the one giving the Ultimatums, not this fuck.
I can’t let him go
I stop liking his smell
(Source: whatsbehindthesecoldeyes)
Words can not describe how incredibly nervous I am.
I am the comedian.
Life is just one big fucking joke.
My feel for you boy is decaying in front of me, like the carrion of another prey. And all I want is to save you honey, or the strength to walk away.
I don’t know which one it is
shit talking straight out of the bottle. I know someone that knows me would be willing to listen, but I don’t want to do that to anyone anymore. I don’t want to spill my bullshit on other people. I feel it’s annoying for myself, so for someone else to hear and process it must be super annoying. I guess tumblr is a great place to shit talk, esp if this is like…somewhat…off the radar? lloll I don’t know. I’m not looking for followers on this blog, or any blog for that matter. I just need a place to shit out the mental dierreha, a clean mind-shit-septic system.
LOL I can also let out the terrible writer in me :D
I’ve been drinking my woes, sorrows, regretz and stupid shit away.
I just really can’t believe myself sometimes. Like really, I can’t fucking believe myself, how fucking stupid and slow I am. Ugh, what is that thing that is going to make me tick?!?!?! please I need to find it soon.
