We’re all fucked up inside, some of us more than others: we’re all whores, rapists, crooks, & killers—oh, the things we’d do just to feel alive. All the world’s a stage: the rest of us played while the lucky ones get paid.
(via lazinoch)
(Source: tush, via simplebilly)
end of the school year is coming. time to start reflecting again. and the feels. THE FEELS.