What if Gordon Ramsay voiced a GPS
“Great job, you missed the exit you fucking disgrace.”
Repressed memories surfacing through emotions I can’t control
Living vicariously through pop culture music just to feel good about myself
It’s hard to be happy when the voice in my head finds reasons not to be
I’m never really alone, just alone with my thoughts
I am my biggest hater
So many regrets that play in my head like Netflix
Party just to be numb
Smoke just to prolong my next emotional breakdown, even though it’s inevitable
Until I break down and look for the reason why just to remember there isn’t one
I just want friends to take my away from my own mind
It’s hard to save money when you buy things just to make you feel okay
I just imagined a jeopardy category of solely vine references
“I’ll take vines for $200 alex”
“hurricane Katrina… more like ____”
“What is hurricane tortilla?”
buying ppl things is SUCH a rush.. even if it’s just like.. a bag of their favorite chips or whatever.. the thought of someone experincing even a split-second burst of happiness bc they didn’t expect to get some of their favorite chips that day? what a thrill! love it
Destroy the idea that tattoos make you trashy
Destroy the idea that white ppl with tattoos are edgy and poc with tattoos are dangerous