please stop framing me for murder. just because i have killed 1,846 people doesnt mean i killed that specific one

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please stop framing me for murder. just because i have killed 1,846 people doesnt mean i killed that specific one
fuuuck youu
oooohh okay love you too canāt wait for the wedding
yes but how do I know that youāre dating me for my heart and not for my international criminal empire
because your international criminal empire is what you do, and not who you are
that is so sweet I might just stab someone
i love dominant men but at the same time if a man tells me what to do iāll bodyslam him
Chris Wood deserves better.
even if u knew everything about me u still wouldnt know me
Itās not about getting into the room, itās about knowing what to do when you get there. This is the advice I always give to young actors starting out, not to concern themselves with trying to take shortcuts or getting in front of the right people. I always encourage them to train and get better and be the best possible artist they can be. Iāve since I realized that this statement doesnāt only ring true in the acting profession, but for life in general.
05.01.2017 8:54pm
----------------------------------From a book of peotry I will never publish.
Iām an emotionally unavailable hopeless romantic.Ā Iāve got a heart of gold, but a temper to match every ill intention Iāve met.
I have a dreamers soul, but a realists mind. I long for someone to hold, I long for someone to love, But I fear change, and cling to isolation.
Iāve walked into the room with butterflies in my stomach, and left with razor blades in my chest.Ā Iāve watched the sun rise, as my life burned to the ground at my feet.Ā Iāve felt myself close off as the world ripped into me.
I breathe in smoke- when all I need is air. Iām starving, but nothing looks appetizing. I crave sound, or stimulation, but no music fills my soul; nothing satiates my emptiness.Ā Iām exhausted, but I can never sleep. andĀ Iām stressed, but I canāt get out of bed.Ā
Iām a walking contradiction thru and thru, and I donāt know how to feel about that.
So yesterday I got told that my hair was life by a complete stranger, that it was essential by a friend and that is was everything by a girl who works at my school, plus a handful of people at the mall complimented it.Ā
I think I did a good job this time.
I love boys in dress pants like give me your formal dick right now
you ever meet a person and just want to scream in their perfect fucking faceĀ āSTOP BEING SO FUCKING PERFECTā because god. damn. it. I didnāt sign up for this shit.
Comedians with depression tho
They made a fictional character after me and im not rich yet