I stare at my hands and feel insane

Because I can’t recognize what I’ve become

They told me the drugs put holes in my brain

Stuck with the consequences for what I’ve done

My writing sucks and cigarettes are addicting

The two things that constantly occupy my mind

When my two life styles are only conflicting

I try and make it through a daily grind

It’s just so hard to live the same every day

I can’t imagine a life like such

I want to escape in any possible way

But this job and house are my only crutch

It always seems like friends come and go

I can’t count on anyone anymore

They ask me what’s wrong like they don’t already know

Stuck with my body and pride on the floor

This life style I’m leading is demoralization

I am the aftermath of a self-destructive creation

Looking through my eyes is an indescribable sensation

It’s like I’m already living through my eternal damnation

So sick of everything around

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again

My body is tired and will be happy in the ground

I’m just stuck waiting for the end

allthempreg:

I Want You | Savage Garden | Savage Garden

Come stand a little bit closer
Breathe in and get a bit higher
You'll never know what hit you
When I get to you 

a-be4utiful-nightmare:

dyinggg

Taylor - “Hey, I grabbed this bottle from the party…”
Chris - “Let me get some of that”
Chris - “What the fuck, this doesn’t taste like alcohol. Rob, try this.”
Me - “Yeah sure, hand it over”
Me - “This isn’t fucking alcohol. What the hell is this Taylor?”
Taylor - “Uhhh lemme check the label….It says ‘torch fuel’”
Me - “YOU JUST FUCKING MADE US DRINK TORCH FUEL?!?!?!” 

yoursunwillshine303:

alright so this is a shitty picture since my camera has been stolen and im forced to use my cell phone for everything again, but i made a poster for the adventure time drinking game. (:

My tattoo is fucking gone already T_T fuck it, the next one I get is on my shoulder or my calf muscle