I want your stupid fucking sense of humour making me laugh at 4am when I have to be up at 6.
unknown (via unlively
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you stupid boy, you make me so happy
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don’t trust people
we don’t talk anymore
I’m just dying to say, “Hey, do you ever feel like jumping off a bridge?” or “Do you feel an emptiness inside your chest at night that is going to swallow you?” But you can’t say that at a cocktail party.
Paul Gilmartin, The Mental Illness Happy Hour (via saynothing-thatsenoughforme
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Something inside is hurting you – that’s why you need cigarettes or whiskey, or music turned so fucking loud you can’t think.
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