I’m so mad, I’m fucking shaking. And it’s only nine in the morning.
You’re shady. You’re sneaky. You lie all the time. You sketch me out. And I still find reasons to trust you.
I’m living the dream. It might not be your dream, but it’s mine.
4,000th post. Awhhh. Hi, everybody.
I thought it was supposed to get easier when you worked harder.– Slug (via inhermusiicbox)