bring hope into this broken world
d3pressed-but-well-dressed:

sad blog for sad teens

d3pressed-but-well-dressed:

sad blog for sad teens

I didn’t know what to say. I felt like crying, Goddamit everybody in the world wants an explanation for your acts and for your very being.
Jack Kerouac, On the Road  (via disemboweled)
sofapizza:

ruinscape:

my kind of music

well i was in the wrong marching band

sofapizza:

ruinscape:

my kind of music

well i was in the wrong marching band

ryden-that-d:

hey mom this is the lead singer of that satanic band i listen to, screaming over a squid made out of play-dough

ryden-that-d:

hey mom this is the lead singer of that satanic band i listen to, screaming over a squid made out of play-dough