when i’m re-watching a movie with someone who hasn’t seen it yet and i’m trying not to give away the ending
I’m just sitting there like
This has been, by far, the worst year of my life.
I never thought that could happen. Again.
Why do I even bother?
Why do I try?
What am I gonna get out of this?
What’s she thinking?
Questions I ask myself daily. Man, I need to get away from everyone for a month.
who wants to smoke some hookah here?
(Source: themacnificentmile, via gazillionair)
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somehow, life has a way of kicking me when im down.
well. fuck that. im gonna kick back.
FUCK.
Fuck you COD.
I’ll be an architect, and you can’t tell me otherwise.





