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@iamthelesscooladam
love
lmao excuse my language but reese’s penis butter cups lol
i am so sick of my life
actually obsessed w/ @youalien and the grand canyon
@iamthelesscooladam Nd i will go to grand canyon….one day
if people were meant to be skinny and in shape why did god invent donuts and pasta.
i am 100% embarrassed
also trying to get a really important career type job and it's really hard and stressful because of my sketchy past and lengthy arrest record but I'm a good person now or atleast I like to think I am
been consistently exercising every day and only eating chicken and vegetables because I'm genuinely sick of the way I look and feel and it's been great and also I bought a gun and going and shooting it by myself relieves more stress than sex I swear
i've learned to love you from afar
As of late I've become increasingly uninterested in human existence. Does that make sense? I don't know. All I know is that the world gives and gives and it takes and takes. Sometimes I find myself so caught up in the little things it's hard to take a step back and look at the bigger picture. I am not important, you are not important, our interactions are even less important. Things do not always feel like that for me though. Sometimes it feels like you and I are the end all be all of the entire universe and our interactions are the only things that matter. That I cannot exist without you. My stomach gets queazy every time I think about phone calls and texts messages getting fewer and further apart, I start to forget what you smell like. I can't remember how your lips taste. I have to consciously remember to take a step back and realize how small I am, how insignificant this really is, or rather was. I remember details, mostly the good ones. I have a hard time remembering all the late nights where sleep just never came, where you consumed my thoughts. I live a good life with good people. And for right now, that's just fine.