I literally have no idea what I’m doing.

Sometimes it feels as if the more I experience, the less I understand. 


I have just mentally written the perfect script for an indie film. I am the black Lena Dunham. We even have the same breasts.

Shit I’d like to accomplish tomorrow:

. See The Wolf of Wall Street.
. Wash the dishes.
. Take photographs.
. Roll a joint and take a walk.
. Buy a flask.
. Make ribs.
. Do laundry.
. Take a nap and ignore everything listed above.


1. The meaning behind my URL &/or blog title
2. A picture of me
3. Tattoos I have/want
4. Last time I cried and why
5. Piercings I have/want
6. Favorite Band
7. Biggest turn off(s)
8. Top 5 (insert subject)
9. Tattoos I want
10. Biggest turn on(s)
11. Age
12. Ideas of a perfect date
13. Life goal(s)
14. Piercings I want
15. Relationship status
16. Favorite movie(s)
17. A fact about my life
18. Phobia
19. Middle name
20. Anything you want to ask

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"Some do drugs, others go out for a run, but at the end we’re all just searching for that tiny space, perhaps a hole, that gives us shelter from the terrible reality of the world."

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Kendrick gives zero fucks 

lol this is pretty hot

Lmao no he didn’t omg, this shit goes tho

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