it gets easier when you dont give a fuck anymore.
Showing a video to your friend that you found absolutely hilarious.
You:
Them:
You:
(via eliizafamiisan)
The nights when I’m alone.
For me, those nights are filled with with my thoughts. Thoughts that build, destroy, and make me for who I am. My own mind sometimes becomes my enemy. I always find my heart against it in a lot of things I do. My heart confuses me with impulsion and sometime even acts on it doing stupid shit. i hate being alone with my heart and my mind. They’re always fighting for what I need against what i want.
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