It's me.

i am back on tumblr baby, and i'm better than ever

[predictable-prophet]

the last time i went here was literally 7 years ago. funny how life circles back. got so tired of instagram, facebook, pinterest and any other social media, but still felt the need to vomit the thoughts i am aware no one on instagram cares about. well what's better than shouting it into the pixelated void in here? i know twitter exists for this very reason, but it's not as cozy as this. i can choose the color of my blog and the font and the song that's playing when you open it. can you do that on twitter? huh? CAN YOU? thought so

[predictable-prophet]

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[hyxst]

[ruisi]

walking thru the streets late at night would be so Good and calming if I wasn’t scared of every man and car I see after 8pm

[highschoolhandjobs]

[wildly-outspoken]

[nomevoy]

[the-poets-might-disagree]

Fuck me! They say that to me! Can you imagine any other social situation where you could shout that at someone’s face? If you thought that in the shops when you’re in the queue and just went FUCK ME! Can you imagine that?! You’re not allowed to do that!

Matty on ‘favorite thing shouted from the crowd’ (via rastamooni)

[hirxeth]

[heavydrtysoulx]

[yarakgibiadam]

[heavenlymuse]

[definitelydope]

[paintdeath]

[avatarstateyipyip]

friends: what do you want to do? my brain: die me @ my brain: we can’t say that. these people don’t understand casual existential despair

[coluhr]

[alternative-silence]