Deleting.

I need to start fresh. I wish I could runaway sometimes. Just escape. But that’s an impossibility for me. It always has been. I’m not sure of what to do or where to go. Hell I’m not sure of anything or anyone anymore. I’m not even sure of myself.

rninor:

weepingdildo:

landorus:

lets have phone sex over walkie talkies

"I’ll make you moan, over"

"bend over"
"bend what? over"

(via darkpathos)

n64z:

Fuck Destiny, that games trash idgaf.

Lol bye.