Imagine if we lived in a world where you could see the exact date when everyone is going to die except for yourself
And then one day people start acting nice to you. Like, really nice.
write a book
do you ever get so disgusted with yourself, like you can not believe how stupid and thoughtless you are and it’s so frustrating because you keep telling yourself that you’ll do better next time but then next time rolls around and the same thing keeps happening and you end up in this pattern of mediocrity.
Remember back in 5th grade, when everyone vowed not to ever do drugs
Things that I need to hear most nights between midnight and 7am.(via hisnamewasbeanni)