Can I please be rich so I never have to stay in one place more than three months?
wanderlust.
“People do a good job of making me feel invisible and useless. They really do.”
“No, you stupid fuck.”
“She killed herself for your decisions.”
I’ve remembered what’s like,
silence creeping ever so slowly.
Dreary eyes and words calling.
I can do without you for a lifetime.
I made it here,
hurled into ransom.
I want to buy a camera with my Christmas money. For the idea of the start of a life-long snapshot. I’m most likely going to start an entire new blog and keep it journal based, providing my ramblings and photos. Only stumper is that I have no idea what kind of camera would be a good one.
http://ashleemorgan.tumblr.com/ask
My first semester in college was a complete failure. I’ve never felt so stupid in all my life. I’m so sick of seeing posts of everyone passing with flying colors. We get it…it’s easy for you. I don’t need you to throw it in my face.
I guess I’ll sleep for days in a depression like I always have to. Alone and desperate for the affection from someone.
Goodnight.
(via fusels)
