(via catleesimotherofkittens)

I really don’t know what’s wrong with me today.  I’m bored, I’m depressed, I’m angry, I’m restless.  I’m paranoid, I’m jealous, I’m anxious as fuck.  I want to find every woman he’s ever touched and annihilate her.  I want to rub every last trace of them off of his body with a wire brush, and brainwash him into forgetting them.

WHAT

IS

WRONG

WITH

ME.

hungoverowls:

“Woah, woah, just…slow down a second, will ya? Or just shut up. Actually, I would prefer the shutting up.”

hungoverowls:

“Plenty of shitty days started off with an orgasm. This’d be one of ‘em.”

(via catleesimotherofkittens)

hungoverowls:

“Know what time it is. Don’t care. Eggs.”

I need a print of this.  So gorgeous.

this sucks. I want to smash my face into the wall just for something to do. But I don’t want to talk to anyone or hang out with anyone.  Strange.