I think we’ve officially reached that annoying time in the year where it’s sweater weather in the morning, but by midday, if you wear a sweater, you die from heatstroke.
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If you command me to do something that I was already planning on doing the chances of me doing that thing automatically drop to zero
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I think about dying but I dont want to die. Not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. There’s so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell I’m doing or how to get out of it.
written by Matty Healy (via complajn)
It’s so sad that people can’t read the sadness in the other’s eyes
Yo for real, FUCK SCHOOL ! I mean imma still go, imma still go tho.
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