HEARTPLACE

minakoiknow:

WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT, SENSHI BAND? WHO SAID YOU COULD DO THAT (x)

I am late night drunk watching the newest Sailor Moon musical.

I have never watched one of the Sailor Moon musicals before.

This is the best decision i have ever made in my life.

blueskypenguin:

slashydrunkard:

theholmeslessdoctor:

I HAVE WAITED FOR THIS GIFSET FOR MY ENTIRE LIFE

THIS IS WHY GIFSETS WERE CREATED

illbeoutback:

If you’re protesting abortion, the Supreme Court says you can get right in women’s faces and scream at them on their way into the clinic. Because freedom of speech.

But if you try and protest the murder of a black man, you get tear gas fired at you.

la-xingada:

ne-koe:

>:D

ok.. i need this.

la-xingada:

ne-koe:

>:D

ok.. i need this.

“maybe if i drink another coffee, i will feel better”

“maybe if i buy myself a new sweater, i will feel better”

“maybe if i get so drunk i can’t see, i will feel better”

“maybe if i sleep for fourteen hours, i will feel better”

psychodisneyfanatic:

Look, I just need this to be me.

This is cute and all, but all I can think of when I see this is “y’all know those are bathrooms, right?”

psychodisneyfanatic:

Look, I just need this to be me.

This is cute and all, but all I can think of when I see this is “y’all know those are bathrooms, right?”

we joke about procrastination but nothing is worse than the nauseating feeling of having every intention of doing something but physically not being capable of doing it and then feeling like you want to throw up because the deadline is just getting closer and closer.

depression is stupid and not a thing that makes me a better writer. one time i went a whole year without writing and i stayed in bed and drank. fuck your bukowskisms. i want sunlight and love and running down some street i’ve never been on where it’s warm and cool at the same time and i’m smiling. i want nothing to ever be bad again- and i don’t mean that i want a life free of conflict, i mean that i want a life free of meaningless conflict. not being able to will oneself to take a shower or leave the house is meaningless. there is nothing to be gained, no lesson to be learned from that kind of life. my heart is stale, my prose is stale. give me fire if you want to hurt me. give me something i can taste. there’s nothing romantic or mysterious about where i am. there’s nothing here worth holding onto.
Joshua Espinoza (via doubtsbestally)