beatrix kiddo mixed with lisbeth salander but really whiny and overemotional and actually nothing like either of them at all


"All eyes on the calendar
Another year I claim of total indifference
To here, the days pile up
With decisions to be made, I’m sure all of them were wrong
And to this song I send myself
And with these drinks I plan to collapse
And forget this wasted year, this wasted year
Well devoted friends, they disappear
And I’m sorry about the phone call and needing you
Some decisions you don’t make
I guess it’s just like breathing when not wanting to
There are some things you can’t fake


i could never make films and i cant gather enough to take the photographs of my dreams. but they are always so beautiful and sparse. i am going to paint them

people who dont have strong and emotional connections with their household pets creep me the fuck out


I don’t remember the last time I kissed someone and got “butterflies” from it