Alpaca Prophet *

Status: Eat. My. Shorts.
Joined: December 28, 2014
Last Seen: 7 hours
Birthday: November 12
user id: 388793
Location: In a manic state of depression
Artist. Musician. Deviant. INFJ. Retro-punk.
Undecided Calvinist, Bifurious Emily Kisser.
Basketcase. Tumblr Trash. Manic Depressive.
Problematic. Pretentious Asshat.

"Basically Someone You Shouldn't Be Friends With"
Music I Like:
Imogen Heap, Eisley, ALT-J, FUN, Twenty 
One Pilots, Panic! At The Disco, Taylor Swift, 
Front Porch Step, Charlie Puth, No Outlet,
Halsey, Owl City (since 2007), Never Shout
Never, My Chemical Romance (MCR), 

The Killers, Jarrod Alonge, Childish Gambino, 
Rich Mullins, Green Day (any early 2000's
Punk band), Parks, Troye Sivan, Say Anything,
Modern Baseball, Blink 182, Social Repose
YouTubers I Like:
MyHarto, NigaHiga, chestersee, PewDiePie,
The Game Theorists, ExplosmEntertainment, 
Lindsey Stirling, Full of Eyes, RoseEllenDix, 
Vlogbrothers, Cyarin, OnisionSpeaks, Paint,
Emmablackery, Zeldaxlove64 RIP
Things you Should Ask me:
My music Taste, My interests, Whether the
Earth we live in is one giant Capri Sun™ and
the Moon and Sun are the hole for the Straw, 

If you want to talk to me about struggles go
ahead but I can't garuntee I'll help at all.,
What the song on my profile means to me

My Favorite Songs as of Now:
Mr. Brightside [The Killers]

Wow, I can get Sexual too! [Say Anything]
@chl03k [Modern Baseball]
SING [My Chemical Romance]
The Light Behind Your Eyes [My Chemical Romance]
Track 3 [No Outlet]
Your Love Broke Through [Keith Green]
A Rose For Zelda [Unknown]
December [Neck Deep]

Hourglass[Catfish and the Bottlemen]

Alpaca Prophet *'s Favorite Quotes

Where do I get myself a Noah Flynn?
It's only fourteen days into this year and i just wish i could rewind it from the start of the year, so i could hear you say you loved me, even if you really didn't. 
the trick isn't to work as little as possible, it's to find work that doesn't feel like work, clock Gs, and start stackin cash.
Everything ends or dies or gets taken away
Fxck bittersweet
And me
Until I forget about the trains and stuff like that
You shouldn't be hearing this
I shouldn't be saying it
But to hell with me and all my wanderlust
This is all just feelings gushing right?
Stream of consciousness
Don't take it personally
But I want to get out with you

t.s., explicit

Back to the place where we

used to say,

"Man, it feels good to feel this



am I depressed or is life just depressing?

five things i learned about myself last year

1. i am not impatient. i am restless.
2. i'm not a people pleaser.
3. practicing reckless optimism is not nearly as hard as knowing when to let it go.
4. the third cigarette is the hardest to light.
5. i can cry. i just have to let myself. 


I've taken the same ride too many times. I could fall asleep in the loop. I know the clowns wipe the fake, makeup smiles off their faces once the show is done. I know the lions sleep in cages at night. I know the tightrope walkers have blisters on their feet. I know the ringmaster doesn't believe in what he yells to the crowd anymore. I know the strongman isn't as strong as he once was. I know the candy floss has always been just sugar and air. You are the only reason I come back here every night.


January has issues with her mother, February is always talking about things he wants to do while March does them, April eats sweets and May pays for them, June is the oldest but not the wisest and July always has an opinion on everything. August never stops trying to do the right thing, even if he doesn't always know what that is. September once saw something so sad, she never stopped crying. October holds the lift for anyone, vice-presidents and street-sweepers alike (for his memory, not for theirs) and November makes fun of him for this. December is tired but always hopeful. He has never once stopped believing.

Monday's obviously a b.astard, quite literally as dad can't remember what or who he was doing. Tuesday's temperamental but ok as long as you stay on her good side. Wednesday doesn't say much and Thursday sometimes hums just to break the silence. They're in love. Friday's always wasted and she and Saturday hold each other tightly until their delirium fades.

But Sunday, Sunday knows she's the end. But she closes her eyes, and she pretends with all the strength in her tiny heart that really, she's the dawn.

    since i was born i've started to decay

                                                now nothing ever ever goes my way

placebo - teenage angst