Weed Speed And Cigarettes

I like drugs, art, technology, nature, learning, self expression, girls and any combination of those things and more. I blog what I like.

[alalae]

“I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart.”

— e.s. (via selectables)

[kumandaninkayiptusu-deactivated]

[10knotes]

I’m so turned on by these pictures.

[cobx]

rip to the songs we love but dont listen to anymore bc they are associated with bad memories

[weed-speed-and-cigarettes]

I will never be happy in this body

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.

Sylvia Plath (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[sighozan]

I haven’t been me in a long time

(via sighozan)

[solrugiente]

3005 // Childish Gambino (x)

[sashaira]

In Full Bloom

9″ x 13″

Graphite on paper

Available

[weed-speed-and-cigarettes]

I've decided that I'm the problem. So I think I need to just stop. I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes.

[weed-speed-and-cigarettes]

Dear bird shit,

Since my Facebook is monitored, I'll post here. Fuck you. I sincerely hope you get hit by a bus. I don't want you to die, no that'd be way too kind for you. I want the bus to break most every bone in your body and you live. I want you to get kicked out of the hospital for not having insurance and lay in the street in agony. I want you to suffer. And I swear to you that if you come to my home, I will put a bullet between your eyes. You're a disgrace to other people breathing the same air as you. You're the definition of human garbage or human vomit. You're worth less than nothing and I hope you do as much damage to yourself as you've done to others. I hope I can take every penny you have, take every business contact you have, and then kill you slowly. I hope my dreams tonight are of your torture and death. I hope I wake up to find you're dead. You fucked up bucko. You fucked up and I want to fuck you up for it.

[weed-speed-and-cigarettes]

No one in my life cares about the things I care about. It hurts to have a family that can't relate to you, and no friends.

[weed-speed-and-cigarettes]

Knowing I'll never be a cute red headed freckled faced girl is the worst pain.

[weed-speed-and-cigarettes]

Eye Sam soda pressed

[weed-speed-and-cigarettes]

Why am I so wrong inside?

Why can't I be me? Why wasn't I born as me. What do I do?

[weed-speed-and-cigarettes]

I'm very secretly so sad...

[weed-speed-and-cigarettes]

I'll never be who I really am inside.... ...and it hurts..

[weed-speed-and-cigarettes]

The female form makes me so sad.

I'm so jelly and envious. Every girl I see in person or in image makes me body dysphoric.