and I don't give a single fuck.

 

 

 

 




…and again.



R. Montgomery



boomsandbollocks:

“I feel like crawling back into my mum’s uterus,” I said “where it’s all warm and cosy.”
I say. Fuck responsibility. Fuck rules. Fuck norms. Fuck becoming rich. Fuck becoming famous. Fuck building a career. Fuck money. Fuck getting married. Fuck getting children. Fuck building a family. Fuck growing up. Fuck growing old. Fuck the real world. Fuck progression. My heart is stationary.
I want to stay inside. I want to stay inside for good. I want to stay inside.
For good. For good. For good. Fuck off
We’re young. Broke. Broken. Brain-dead. Train-wrecks. Suicidal. Half-time junkies. Full-time fuck ups. We’re embryos. Sheltered in an uterus.
And we want to stay inside. 9 to 5 our ass. We want to stay inside for good. 
I say, I’m going to die when I’m 27. 
The clock is ticking. The train is moving. But my heart is stationary
I say, experience the warmth, before you grow old.

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Hey there,” she said “How are you doing today?”

I feel like banging my head against the wall, because feeling pain is better than feeling nothing. I feel like running, but I can’t run away from myself, nor your constantly echoing voice in my head. I can’t find a way away.
People say get…

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