Sometimes I really feel like just packing up everything and just running away. Don’t know where or when I’ll be back but just leave. Forget school forget work forget that fake face i put on to appease those soul suckers. Just in the car windows down sunroof open playing MY music and just relaxing. Cuz literally these past few weeks have felt like centuries. I’m running outta “Hey BUD!” AND “Whats good pimpin” and when I run out welp that’s the end of that for a while. People always say find a hobby or something that you like. Don’t get me wrong I have a hobby I love it but how do you fit it in which hell at 7am hell at 1pm hell at 4pm and old fashion home hell at night. Its exhausting keeping up this charade. Even my beloved delight savings time is looking a little less fun. 

Ugh so tired of being paranoid. I constantly Think homework is due or a project or I have work and when I am free I’m stressing about something else. Man I just need to get laid or something cuz this shit is ridiculous. I now knw how people become alcoholics sometimes it just gets overwhelming.

Reblog this if you know someone, or have been affected by someone, who needs a punch in the fucking face. People who need a punch in the fucking face affect the lives of many. There is still no known cure for people who need a punch in the fucking face, except a punch in the fucking face. 93% of people won’t reblog this.. Why? Because.. they probably need a punch in the fucking face.

patriciafustotalus:

darksilenceinsuburbia:

Fran Recacha.

http://www.franrecacha.com

http://inkbutter.com/paintings-by-fran-recacha

2headedsnake:

anibalpantoja.blogspot.com

anibel pantoja

eileenede:

(by TJNJG)

eileenede:

Butterflies in the stomach (by kooky love)

curioos-arts:

Drfranken (Spain) - Curioos

lifeandl0ve:

Always :)