80x0R K0dE

l05t-1n51d3:

“I realized I ask my girlfriend if she’s okay a lot. Even if she seems completely fine I’ll still ask “You good babe?” or “are you okay?” Or at least ask how her day is going just to make sure she’s not having a bad one. Even If she tells me she is fine I’ll ask her if there is anything I could do to make the day better. I’m sure she gets annoyed by my constant asking. It can happen multiple times a day. It seems like habit. And now, I finally think I know why I do this. When I was falling apart No one ever asked if I was okay.”

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(via boyberry)

I always feel like I bug people by asking if they are okay but I still ask

(via aksrudemind)

l05t-1n51d3:

castielismycherrypie:

warlocksmith:

hairychikubi:

how the fuck do people just stay motivated their entire lives? what drives you? I got out of bed once and i’ve been exhausted ever since.

You need to learn to hate life to the point where you want to get revenge on existence itself 

Best advice ever

Dam straight

l05t-1n51d3:

I miss….
Easy days
Relaxation
My friends
Being able to walk around in public with no fear of being shot or stabbed.
My constitutional rights.
Gas at $2.15
Cigarettes 2 for $3
Milk $1.75
Rocko’s modern life
And much more

I miss people being happy with what they have now and not upset when they remember what they had.

I miss a lot but would gladly give it and much more to have the small non material things I have now. U can’t see it so no one can take it.

Be happy with your life. If u ain’t, get happy.

Just remember someone somewhere has it worse then you.

l05t-1n51d3:

“The truth is that airports have seen more sincere kisses than the wedding halls, and the walls of the hospitals have heard more prayers than the walls of church.”

— -unknown (via narcotic)

vagisodium:

moseby:

the best fruits are hardest to open

this fucking bowling ball is gonna be delicious i know it

(via l05t-1n51d3)

l05t-1n51d3:

I have pursued my enemies and overtaken them;
Neither did I turn back again till they were destroyed.

I have wounded them,
So that they could not rise;
They have fallen under my feet.

For You have armed me with strength for the battle;
You have subdued under me those who rose up against me.

You have also given me the necks of my enemies,
So that I destroyed those who hated me.

They cried out, but there was none to save;
Even to the Lord, but He did not answer them.

Then I beat them as fine as the dust before the wind;
I cast them out like dirt in the streets.