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I either drop the class, get the W and accept that I’ll probably spend a third year at community college
Or I fail the class and spend another year at community college
Or I keep smoking half an oz a week and pretend I’m not just running away from my problems
Man, some of the shit that pops into my head
People keep telling me it’s not as bad as it seems
I don’t think I believe them
W
“What’s so great about being happy?”
I feel like that’s been my motto for the last 3 months.
I thought Matt Damon buying a zoo and learning life shit made for a pretty good movie, but I hated how the solution to the kid’s problem was a girl
I related to a lot of the shit that kid said, despite having none of the same reasons to feel that way
But it’s like he goes from suicidal depression to loving life without doing much at all to change except having a cute girl want to be with him
I want to believe my happiness isn’t going to be based on the actions of a girl
Or on her ability to reciprocate my feelings for her
There’s more to a relationship than being there for each other
Or maybe there isn’t
I guess I’ll find out
Cause I see this shit all the time in movies, but life isn’t written, and the people in my life aren’t characters whose only purpose is to teach me some lesson about life
I’m just so damn tired of trying