You punch me
I punch back. You spit in my face. Ill spit back. You fuck my girlfriend, I find yours, rape her and get her pregnate. Don’t fuck with me. I have issues.
(via averagepast)
(Source: italdred, via averagepast)
Sick of everything.
I need to move out of Los Angeles. I don’t know exactly where I want to move to but I want to go ASAP. I feel like I have nothing left holding me here Anymore. I wish I had just a little more money and I would buy a plane ticket to Oregon or San Fran, or new York. Somewhere where I have never been and no one knows me. I guess that’s kind of everyone’s dream right? I think I’m going to really go. I’m going to make this happen. I keep telling myself I’m going to be fine, I can’t keep everyone happy all the time.
I’m so tired of being wrong. I need to get out.
She called me.
She wanted to apologize for a lot. She wanted to see me. I let her. Lost.
MUTHER - Letlive.
look for me throwing darts with the beard.
(Source: orionfalls, via averagepast)
Tacos-$1.29 Large horchata-$2.29 A late night taco run with my two best friends and watching stupid drunk bitches in line- priceless
Keif coated hash on top of some fire Berry og. Breakfast of the champions
