I am the hunter and you are the prey

my life is now my nightmare please don’t let me fucking wake

dink-182:

mcboob:

luxor1390:

Things that don’t exist 

*should

Help.

a-lighter-shade-of-white:

fluorescent—ad0lescent:

I really like this picture
mollylover:

finally a store that caters to my needs

mollylover:

finally a store that caters to my needs

I just sit in my room drink and mope around every single fucking day and im tired of it. I cant find a way to pull myself out of tge shitter anymore. Cant get a job, mom tells me to drop out and give up. Maybe i should take her advice bc nothing is going good for me anyways anymore.
I have no social life so it just makes it that much mire worse. I see my friends maybe once a month for a short amount of time each time.


I cant take anymore to be honest. Im a wreck, and i cant find a way to fix it.

Maybe ill just pack up and leave it all behind. If there is a after life ill be comfy in the clouds, right?

Writing stupid poems on napkins brcause i dont have paper

Writing stupid poems on napkins brcause i dont have paper

mugrosopirata:

Rich Kids on Lsd

mugrosopirata:

Rich Kids on Lsd

nomorepunks:

Really early photos of RKL (Rich Kids on LSD)

1984 at La Casa De La Raza, Santa Barbara

Jason Sears, Chris Rest, Vince Peppars, Bomer