Conformity is soul suicide

Observations become thoughts.
Thoughts become words.
Words become opinions.
And in the end, opinions create enemies.

And every time I think I’m doing fine, something else comes along and makes me wish we had a drill in the house.

My brain has become a problem. And I need it to be gone.

Fuck. You.

My brain needs that drill bit. Drain it all out and let me live (or die) in peace.

I’m taking a ride down to your place
I’ll be dropping by tonight
You’ll hear me coming
From miles away
Screaming banshees haunting my motorbike

Taking a ride down to your place
Be dropping by in just a little while
And I don’t care if we fuck or we talk or we cry
I just miss you
I wanna kiss you to death tonight

Kiss you to death tonight
Kiss you to death tonight

I’m taking a ride down to your place
I haven’t seen you in a while
I’m miss taking out the trash
I miss your face
I miss your cat
I miss your smile
I wanna kiss you to death tonight

Kiss you to death tonight
Kiss you to death tonight

You’re in my heart
You’re in my skull
You’re in my blood
You’re in my bones (x2)

Kiss you to death tonight (x4)

“Kiss You to Death” -Alkaline Trio

koxix:

where is the fucking warning that says “this is irreversible”

In RPG terms: Bind on Equip. Or Soul bound if you prefer

koxix:

where is the fucking warning that says “this is irreversible”

In RPG terms: Bind on Equip. Or Soul bound if you prefer

(via googlyeyedbastard)

It was the first time I saw your face
My life was forever changed that night
For the good
And the bad

theomeganerd:

Borderlands 2 ~ Gaige The Mechromancer Cosplay by Lyz Brickley

not trying to rub this in tico’s face. i’m just in awe of how awesome this is

I can’t even wake up without it starting again.
Who do I pay to make sure I stay asleep?
I fair better against nightmares than my waking ones.
Can I go back to sleep?