i like to die

GPOY

to be around my father who is on his deathbed, and to be around my now-distant family, all upset as fuck. i know i need to be here but it is getting harder by the minute.

i am having a bottle of merlot for breakfast in hopes that it slows my brain down enough for me to catch up with it.

my newest scar from arm surgery.

[insert “damaged” joke here]

cleaning my room has advantages

like groundscoring full beers and having my girlfriend actually enthused to come over.

invisionthat:

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(Source: -dosage)

(this happened during a show at my house last week)

Fucking oogles, stop slamming dope in my bathroom and writing on my toilet.

Dude needs a haircut ^^^^

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