Better on tumblr then in my head.
Facemug

For being asexuell I have a lot sex ^^

Understand,

We talked about a person who committed suicide, and a friend to me asked if that person changed his mind while he hung himself. 
I told him that he didn’t understand what he was going through, that it is not that simple. Even though that person who committed suicide said he was happy and enjoyed his life. He had note written in his house and texted his friend before telling them that he will see them on other side.

That was too surreal to hear for my ears, I’ve been there. Thinking that very same thing and just been too close to doing that at one point in my life. It’s so fucked up to be so crazy to even consider that. 
Life is fragile and we should take care and care of our friends or people among us.

I think he was depressed and that is something you don’t understand if you not been there. 

Thank you pep,

This was like a long ass massage for pep, a thai massage with a happy ending.

Baby mama,

Should be removed from the dictionary completely. 
Just the thought of it makes me sick, why bring another life into a world that is in such mess.
Think then re:think you actions.

And realize what world we live in, it is nothing pretty.
Humans are more evil then anything I’ve seen. 
There is a fine line between hell and earth.  

 

5 Seconds of Every #1 Billboard Hot 100 Hit From 1993-2011

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5 Seconds of Every #1 Billboard Hot 100 Hit From 1993-2011

How is it that I feel so young yet somehow, and yes I know this just might be an oxymoron, feel absurdly old? I look in the mirror and the eyes that look back appear unfazed, determined, fiery. How is it that passion slithers through the embers of my soul in a snake-like fashion, doubts flickers to the oblivion and self-consciousness eaten away by blossoming confidence and acceptance? 

The transition from old to new, from those bygone days to the familiar tunes beating in my ears, make every sense like a metamorphosis of the butterfly liberated from its encapsulating cocoon. 

Ah, I’d rather allow music to speak. These words are written not out of necessity but out of incomprehensible thoughts.

Sadly I recognize most of these songs(im oldER). Prof that music were better then.
“And I Swear…I’ll be there.” - “I make love to you..” - “You are not alone”
Now:
“BITCH, HOE, TRICK!” - “SLUT, SUCK MY DICK!” 

(Source: dirtylies-myregards, via timothydelaghetto)

Tired,

I’m so exhausted of being tired.
I’m so tired of being exhausted.
Need peace, need sleep, need time to re:think, need time to plan.
Four hours isn’t enough but on the other hand life does not stop. 
Organized, structure, plan and motivation is the key to life with a little bit of spontaneity.
Know your likes and dislikes, feed yourself well, good health.

If all was possible at the same time, I would be good.    

Ending of House M.D,

It was a good break up, it was a clean one. It needed to end and it did. It has been a fun ride, I wish Lisa Cuddy was in it. 

:)


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