It just feels so fucked up that we’re stuck on a planet that most of us take for granted. I want to explore the universe when I die and I don’t ever want to stop.
I want to go back to Joshua Tree and have another beer.
I just want to be out there for a little bit.
Alex drunk calls me and tells me how much she misses me. Omg. What a party animal.
go to sleep
I’m off to sleep after this. goodnight.
…but if they did, I’d say it was around the time Elaine started straightening her hair. She’s so fucking sexy with curly hair.
In my next life I want to live my life backwards.
You start out dead and get that out of the way.
Then you wake up in an old people’s home
feeling better every day.
You get kicked out for being too healthy,
go collect your pension,
and then when you start work,
you get a gold watch and a party on your first day.
You work for 40 years
until you’re young enough to enjoy your retirement.
You party, drink alcohol, and are generally promiscuous,
then you are ready for high school.
You then go to primary school,
you become a kid,
you play.
You have no responsibilities,
you become a baby until you are born.
And then you spend your last 9 months
floating in luxurious spa-like conditions
with central heating and room service on tap,
larger quarters every day and then Voila!
You finish off as an orgasm.
I rest my case.
(via tori-lancaster)
