If you spend your entire life doing what everyone else wants you to do, and being who everyone else wants you to be, I guarantee that you will lose yourself. Someday, far in the future, you will suffer each day, gasping for air. Eventually, with each waning breath, you will reluctantly surmise that the choking feeling is you… suffocating by the hands of regret.
If you enter my life in any way, shape, or form, you are signing a contract to blow my mind. Once this contract is breached, you will be promptly notified that you are no longer welcome. —Why would I ever make time for anyone that cannot further my development?
I just made up a new song.
The lyrics go like this: “I want to die. I want to die. I want to die. I want to die. I WANT TO DIE. I want die.”
tylermittan asked: Hey, I was driving through the mountains and listening to the Sinister soundtrack. The sky looked vicious with the clouds and color they were. And then I thought, Kat would appreciate this!
Anonymous asked: love your icon photo ^_^