I made up all of these rules just to break them. I made
all of these friends just to lose them. I made all of these
memories just to forget them. If it works that way, then you're
not real.
I’m so sh/t at starting conversation with people I’ve never spoken to
before like literally god bless those people that are just like ‘hey’ and start
talking to you like they’ve known you forever literally it’s such a relief for me
They say that beer and weed helps you rid of your problems. Not
mine.
My alternative way is a journey through Skyrim and the rest of Tamriel,
the Mushroom Kingdom,
Hyrule,
being on a battlefield,
saving the Polaris Galaxy,
defending ManCo.,
and trying to catch and collect all pokemon.
Truly, the key to ridding yourself of your life's problems, is to rid the problems of another.
My alternative way is a journey through Skyrim and the rest of Tamriel,
the Mushroom Kingdom,
Hyrule,
being on a battlefield,
saving the Polaris Galaxy,
defending ManCo.,
and trying to catch and collect all pokemon.
Truly, the key to ridding yourself of your life's problems, is to rid the problems of another.
*relieved
sigh*
Things
are
finally
starting
to look
up again
The
moment
just
before
you
do it,
When you think you can hold off
Just a little longer,
Becomes lost in the need for relief.
When you think you can hold off
Just a little longer,
Becomes lost in the need for relief.
Even Chaos is Beautiful, and Pain Relieving.
Everything is Remarkable in this Disfigured World.
- Me
Everything is Remarkable in this Disfigured World.
- Me
You ask me if I want to talk about it,
but how could talking possibly give me
the same relief as a blade digging into my skin
over and over again?
