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August 2011

Yeah, for sure I wish my life took another turn, that I had an education and a good job, but none of that was in the cards for me. I am what I am, and the truth is I don't give a flying fuck what anyone thinks about me
Jul 31, 2011
“It was a man and he was begging, and pleading, and praying, I guess. And he was saying, ‘Please, God, no,’ all over the place. So I told him he could have a half an hour to pray to God and if God could come down and change the circumstances, He’d have that time. But God never showed up and He never changed the circumstances and that was that. It wasn’t too nice. That’s one thing, I shouldn’t have done that one. I shouldn’t have done it that way.” —Richard Kuklinski
Jul 31, 2011
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July 2011

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hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate
Jul 31, 2011
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Jul 31, 2011
I turned my back on a world that had its back to me

justcallmetut:

Never saw much use in running the rat race
I never wanted any more
Than to be looked in the face
My friends are the only ones who gave that to me
So until I see different
The rest of the world is enemies

Brotherhood, family
More than words to me
“Lifetime loyalty”
I say with sincerity

This world can get fucked
It’s us against them
Making enemies and
Burning every bridge we can

~Shere Khan, Get fucked.

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I remember when the shows were a big gathering of friends,

ingodwemistrust:

and now everyone just fucking hates eachother.

Jul 31, 20117 notes
Bored and tired. Speak.
Jul 30, 2011
can you fucking hear me?

i’ve done the best that i can, can you fucking hear me mom? you’ll never understand i’m sifting through my head sinking like a rock for every word I’ve spit, smashing hammers through my face bitter and alone, tired and confused digging for a heart bleeding, tear this chest apart, nothing is worth this pain, is there still fight left inside and should i even try? i need a fucking reason as the nights get longer and longer.

Jul 29, 20111 note

There’s nothing left to believe in
Do you know what happens here?
Fucked people with fucked minds ‒ fuck up all fucking lives
When will they fucking disappear

Jul 29, 2011
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So sick...

There is a snatch of an old song,
blaring inside my head but I know I ain’t dead, no.
This can’t be hell: I’m way too cold, I’m shivering.

Jul 27, 2011
Panicstricken The Carrier

bangarang1:

The Carrier- Panicstricken  

One thousand stars couldn’t shine through everything we’ve been through

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