Damn,
I love awkward, skinny, pale boys.
Never understood why, but it’s not like that matters.
sometimes i like to berate myself
bring up everything i can and just
dash myself against the rocks
because it feels so good
because i read that the
destructive impulse
is also a creative one
and maybe i can make something new
rise from the ashes like a phoenix
or a zombie from a grave
anything over this
(via acciowalrus)
LOL JK THEY’RE LIKE A MILLION YEARS OLD.
hahahahaha



