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Hello there, Riley James, at your service.
I live in the little fucktown that is Hazel Park, MI
Writing, film, drawing, acting and music.
undiscovered bands coffee & cigarettes.
That is all.

meano-cappuccino:

have you ever thought about erasers. like how the fuck do they do the thing


You know what I hate? When people get pissed off when you tell them you don’t want them to touch you. Like excuse me, I don’t actually want you to touch my arm. I don’t want a hug right now. I don’t give a shit if you’re family. I don’t care if the phrase “I don’t want to be touched” puts you off. Just don’t fucking touch me.


darkquietclearthoughts:

I don’t think people realize how anxious and paranoid I can get. It can get to the point where I’m convinced that all of my friends secretly don’t like me and that they only pity me. Sometimes I feel like people only talk to me because I’m depressed. I convince myself that I’m useless, boring, unfunny and a bad person. I usually believe at least one of those things at any given moment. It hurts


ivchan:

swagony:

wtf is up with chile look at it

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that’s no way to run a country

that’s not a country that’s a conga line


I AM ALLOWED TO COMPLAIN

I AM ALLOWED TO CRY OVER SIMPLE THINGS

I AM FULLY AWARE THAT OTHER PEOPLE HAVE PROBLEMS TOO AND THEY ARE PROBABLY WORSE OFF THAN I AM

DO NOT REMIND ME OF THAT WHEN I AM UPSET

MY FEELINGS ARE VALID

I AM ALLOWED TO COMPLAIN

WHAT IS SIMPLE TO YOU COULD BE STRESSFUL TO ME

STOP TELLING ME TO THINK ABOUT PEOPLE THAT HAVE IT WORSE

STOP STOP STOP


f-aint:

I want to talk to you but my face


starlightlady:

there is a reason I’m single and it’s called my face


How to kill someone;
Hold their hand and then never touch their skin again,
See them nearly everyday and pretend they don’t exist,
Act like everything you ever said to them was a lie.

Was this your plan all along? (via cigerettes)

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