Lol oh god.
How many people are logged into my blog right now?
It’s fine that I look like I’ve lost my mind.
This is my angsty blog. :)
only on my potato….
I have a potato farm growing on my back everyone. come over and i’ll show you ;)
Let me see yours first bub ;)
ask me questionsssssss
I’m so mad at myself. The more I obsess over all of the little crazy things I’ve done over the past few months, the more mad I get at myself. The thing is that I know I went more than a little insane, and I know that I was a little more than obsessive, and for the life of me I can’t figure out how to fix it. Maybe I can’t. Maybe it doesn’t need to be fixed. But if things are they way they should be, why do I feel so broken?
I’m addicted to Bauhaus. Addicted. Really. They’re too good. I might as well just dye my hair and admit that I’m just a goth at heart right now. But at the moment, I’m only willing to admit that I have an affinity for industrial counter culture.
My dad is now ranting on about how selfish I am.
About how I’m my own best friend.
Maybe he’s right.
Maybe it’s because I’m a selfish bitch that all of the people I care about most run away from me.
Or maybe my dad is just an asshole.
This song is so good.
I don’t use the internet.
Song of the day: This.
Now is the moment that I stop wasting my time.