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I Will Give This a Try
Maybe my life is so boring that I am actually taking to tumblr to rant or my friends just aren't the greatest... I’m sat here on a friday night with a brown paper bag koozi on this awful drink I just bought from the gas station. The few friends I have are out getting drunk or high while i’m here. Miserable, but at this point its like choosing between the lesser of two evils. Be miserable at home or be miserable out because the club, drugs, and the fast life don’t appeal to me. I am the true definition of an old woman trapped in a 21 year old’s body. I know a lot of people claim they are so mature, and “wise beyond there years” but let me assure you.... that is actually me. I don’t feel like I fit in with my generation, or these times in general! What the f@#k is “oof” and “clout” and when did they become acceptable responses in nearly every situation imaginable. I actually feel like I am dumb because I listen to the conversations and have no idea what is going on. But who am I to judge right? I’m at home alone trying to come to terms with my mundane existence. I can't possibly be the only one that feels like this right? 
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“You say you love rain, but you use an umbrella to walk under it. You say you love sun, but you seek shelter when it is shining. You say you love wind, but when it comes you close your windows. So that’s why I’m scared when you say you love me.”
— Bob Marley (via coral)
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