feeling sick. fuck off.
for the creep.
your poems suck loser, pay your dues and don’t let the door hit you on the way out.
i need to be still, i need to not fuck this up.
we’re just two lonely peas in two separate pods.
“Saw the stars get smaller, tiny diamonds in my memory” —
-Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band
“I looked in all the places you aren’t. I just can’t find the places you are. I only know that you are where I am not.” —Winnie the Pooh (via quotewhore)
rip elliot smith.
i'll eat you up, i love you so