nothing felt as good as paying off your mortgage in animal crossing. fuck
imagine how paying off your mortgage in real life is gonna feel
nowhere near as good. Blocked
Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
―
Kait Rokowski (via
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أبدا، لا ينتهي شيء بطريقة شاعرية. تنتهي القصة ثم نصنع شعرا منها. كل تلك الدماء لم تكن جميلة قط. كانت حمراء فقط.
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I dream of days where I am free from addiction, days filled with no cravings, obsessive thoughts, or reminders almost as if i wasn’t an addict. I also dream of days where I am doped out in my own little world, numb to all of my afflictions. Dreams of nodding out peacefully with an abundant amount of drugs, giving no end to my false sense of serenity.
― Journal entry titled daydreams December 30th 2015 (via nicolethedopefiendqueen)
