my life is a joke and i’m not laughing anymore
I'm Megan, i'm 17. I like peanut butter.
Sunday nights are the worst you go to bed with that horrifying feeling of impending doom like “I’ve got a whole fucking week ahead”
you are at the beach. you see a large shell. you pick it up and put it to your ear to hear the ocean, but instead you hear dubstep and rave music. inside the shell are hundreds of crustaceans, dancing, raving, drinking, and shooting heroin. you put down the shell.