there is no word. →
batifoler: There isn’t a word for walking out of the grocery store with a gallon jug of milk in a plastic sack that should have been bagged in double layers —so that before you are even out the door you feel the weight of the jug dragging the bag down, stretching the thin plastic handles longer and longer and you know it’s only a matter of time until bottom suddenly splits. There is no...
reinapepiada: gettin real tired of my own bullshit
fuks: maybe i should go on anti depressants
When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in...– Ingmar Bergman (via mirroir)
communistsextips: Instead of rose petals on the bed sheets just sprinkle the blood of the bourgeois.
Sometimes I don’t even know if I’m extremely happy or extremely sad. It happens...– Antonia Michaelis
Women do not see that it undermines the feminist movement to project the...– bell hooks