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I want less things. I need less things. I want to live a minimal life. Why do I insist of buying more and more? It’s all a waste of money and time. I’m okay with buying tons of books and maybe vinyls. Those should be constantly bought and read and listened and loaned. But why do I need a laptop and a Playstation 3 and a tablet and an Galaxy S4 and an iPod? What purpose do I have for those? Yes it makes some things easier but it’s also so all unnecessary. I’m gonna try my best to cut down and give up things I don’t need. I DO NOT NEED MOST THINGS.

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I think I’m a sex addict…

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I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up.

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I’m afraid you’ll find someone better. Or someone who appears that way. Someone that’s more intruding and interesting. That’ll keep you guessing. And I want to keep you guessing. And I want to intrigue you. And interest you. But I’m afraid if you’re out there searching for someone, that you’ll find someone who isn’t that much better. They’ll just have the right words in the correct formation to take any chance I have away.

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Still writing about nothing

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Man, fuck Michael Fassbender for having a good looking everything. And yes I’m talking about his butt and dick. This is brought on by rewatching Shame.

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I don’t know what to do anymore. I just feel so like a failure and so unmotivated.