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WHY DONT MORE PEOPLE LOVE STING RAYS LOOK AT THAT FACE
Because they ganged up on the crocodile hunter and shanked him in cold blood.
So a couple of weeks ago I went up to a party in Seattle and it was one of those ones were you had to dress nice and wear heels and there I am hobbling around in my heels for five minutes stone cold sober and I completely eat shit down some stairs and year up my arm and foot. So since that was a couple of weeks ago it’s all healed up but now I’m left with a fat scar on my right arm that makes it look like I cut myself and it makes me feel sick. It’s not something people know but a long long time ago when I felt bad I would but my left arm and deal with the scars left behind. Only one person ever confronted me about it so I don’t think it’s too noticeable but I have to look at what I did every single day and I grew so proud that I had at least one clean arm and now it’s ruined. I am so self conscious at work because my whole job revolves around putting my arms in front of people to drop of their food. I just feel so ashamed even though I did nothing wrong. I just had to get that out.
“We knew the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love, and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them”
The Virgin Suicides (1999)