jer / nineteen & numb /
sad songs and psychological thriller films give me life.

omg someone submitted a story to our school’s anonymous stories page

the girl went to the uni to get an application form and he met this guy blah blah and they became closer

and she passed the exam

and on the first day of school, the girl didn’t see the guy

even after a week

weeks

a month

and then the guy’s friend found the girl and told her that the guy died of aids

OMG THATS LITERALLY THE MOST HEARTBREAKING NEWS FOR ANYONE EVER

“It’s worth noting up front that I have always conceived of my mind as a digestive organ. A stomach for processing knowledge, if you will. As a looping, wrinkled mass, a human brain unmistakably looks like gray intestines, and it’s within these thinking bowels that my experiences are broken down, consumed to become my life story. My thoughts occur as flavorful burps or acrid barf. The indigestible gristle and bone of my memories are expelled as these words.”
Doomed, Chuck Palahniuk.

I said i was gonna read my class notes but fuck it

IF I WERE RICH ID HONESTLY RIDE A CAB TO SCHOOL EVERYDAY THIS DAY IS SO FUCKED UP

I rode the train on my way to school. It was crowded and if i didn’t take that train and wait for the next day, i’d be late for my first class. So i got inside the train and stood close to the door.

My lips were dry so i was licking them occasionally. I felt something weird. Someone was touching my crotch. And i noticed that this GUY (yes a fucking man) was touching me and looked at me while licking his lips. MAYBE HE THOUGHT I WAS TEASING HIM OR STH AND SO I STEPPED BACKWARDS BUT HE FOLLOWED ME. I WANTED TO PUNCH HIM SO BAD BUT I DIDNT WANNA START A SCANDAL IN THE TRAIN BUT I WAS ALREADY CLENCHING MY FIST. I PUT MY BAG IN FRONT OF ME TO COVER MYSELF BUT HE STILL KEPT ON TOUCHING ME. BUT THANKFULLY I WAS ONE STATION AWAY FROM MY DESTINATION. SO WHAT I DID BEFORE I GOT OUT OF THE TRAIN IS I GRABBED HIS ARM AND BENT IT AND WALKED AWAY

your theme, me gusta

— Anonymous

are u the meme guy