king-of-fake-acid:

I Hate Myself-Ten Songs

First Pressing/Black/No Idea Records 049

(via righteouslystoned)

Title: The Summer Ends Artist: American Football 10,703 plays

passingexistence:

I’m thinking about leaving and how I should say goodbye. With a handshake, or an embrace, or a kiss on the cheek, or possibly all three. Well maybe I’ve been wrong. Maybe my intentions are irrelevant. But honestly, it’s not just for me. We’ve both been so unhappy so let’s just see what happens when the summer ends.

Title: Bloodshed Rain Artist: Disembodied 1,453 plays
Title: The Dead Flag Blues (full) Artist: Godspeed You! Black Emperor 1,319 plays

alvincarrillo:

Thou

(via eyeletmyselfgo)

nothing is ever good enough

brickhomes:

waking up early before the sun comes out
trying to remember the dream I just had
something about forgetting
something about growing up
being blasted by light
at 6am
forcing my body to work the way I need it to, just for now
just for today
collapsing in a heap on my bed
after work
remembering my dream
something about falling
and not being able to get back up
something about wasting time
and not making any goals

a whole life was taken from me
no matter how hard I try
I can’t find a new one to replace it

southernsleepy asked: What are your deepest fears? And your first pet?

My biggest fear is regressing and my first pet was a dog named Molly.

Anonymous asked: I'm most afraid of being alone. Alone with my thoughts, dying alone, never having a special bond with people and always just feeling terribly alone. It's scary to me. My first pet was a hamster. I was in kindergarten and named him princess. I was later taught that his balls were indeed balls, and not his butt, like I had assumed previously, at which point I promptly changed his name to something more "appropriate". Cuddles was to be his new name for the rest of his days. ^_^

Cuddles is a hell of cute name for a pet. That’s rad. My friend just said they wanted to name their dog fuckboy.
Being alone is real scary.

(via ryangoslingers)

Anonymous asked: I live in fear of my controlling and possessive mom everyday. I feel like I won't be able to ever get out of this toxic environment. My first pet was an orange tabby cat named tiger. My mom gave him away to one of her friends and she put him out on the street and I never saw him again.

I’m sorry your home environment is so toxic. I hear about these things way too often. Thank you for sharing this though

queenofthefiends asked: My deepest fear is suffering before I die, and my first pets were goats & ducks. My abue had a farm in the backyard of our suburban home

I washed a goat once, how are they has pets? I think suffering is a fact of life, but it comes in all shapes and forms. That’s a valid fear.

808cowbell:

fuck the emos