TheJunkle: Ka-Dinh

I am, consistently, the architect of my own misery.

Instead of enjoying the small get together I helped plan, I’ve sat alone away from everyone else near tears, feeling like I don’t belong, like I shouldn’t be here, I’m intruding.

I do this every time.

I can’t help wanting to be more important than I am.

The romantic I am deep down hopes this site is our secret line of communication, away from everyone else. Messages in a bottle, always reaching the intended recipient.

That might be too much to hope.

Has tumblr been dead long enough to speak freely? Or is the corpse still warm enough that I’ll get your text soon?

perfectlittleprincess96:

This is so relevant. DO NOT SEND DICK PICS!

(via sucking-you)

acourtofwhitesandracism:

I’m sorry but homophobia and racism aren’t opinions

(via poetic-peach-deactivated2020111)

this-aint-a-scene-its-a-gd-ace:

Next year, 2019, is the year Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys takes place so we’re dying our hair, dressing in leather, and killing fascists sorry I don’t make the rules Gerard Way does

(via tmntfan)