(Source: dontbetardyfortheparty)

jackquaiid:

ne-yo:

Does Canada even have a president or is it just whichever moose has the strongest antlers

#every four years we put 24 of the strongest moose into an arena and they fight to the death #the victor leads canada

(Source: chekhov)

Why can’t I hold all these feels?!

Am I being used?

blackstanlee:

literallyhitler:

all these masochists on my dash talking about being choked out during sex 

i’ve never tried it but i think i like oxygen too much to be down with that 

that’s what they all say

until they’re being choked and can’t speak

OH MY GOD BWAHAHAHA

I hate this shit.

Im so sick of constantly being afraid of things falling apart. I think my dad wants us to break up, but I know I couldn’t live without Collin. The accident wasn’t his fault and nobody was hurt. I’d love to cut right now, but of course I can’t. I’ve come so far, yet I want to turn back so fucking badly. Maybe I’ll never get over it. I don’t know what to do with myself.

It is the last Friday before graduation.

People have been blowing up my phone to get fucked up with them.

May I pleeease be excused to break edge just once?

Ha. No.

But seriously. Monday is my last day of high school ever. I have all weekend to get fucked up.

And here I am. At home. Alone. Sober. Doing chores.

I used to be so fucking interesting.