Can’t choose wether to hang myself or set tea.
following back similar ☁
Y caminas lanzando mi imaginacion en todas direcciones, Y diriges mis pensamientos con tu exitsir.
Anyone who can reassemble shards back into anything that relatively resembles a human soul can totally contact me.
|—||Stoya (via clit-lickk)|
Hell is ‘round the corner where I shelter isms and schisms.
We’re living in Helter Skelter, If you believe and deceive.
Your common sense says you will receive. Let me take you down the corridor,
My brain thinks bomb-like.. bomb-like.
I try to be a happy person..But people like to take huge dumps on my optimistic view of them aaaaaand i’m just here like “well, so much for being nice”
There’s a very dry, tougher outer layer and once you peel that away there’s like 50 more layers of fucked up beneath that.