sometimes i look at random people on the train or walking down the street and wonder about their day or what they had for breakfast or where they grew up and if they’re having a good or a bad day and i wonder if people do the same to me
(via satans-garden)
kingfolly:
if i die and people post statuses about me on facebook and act like they knew me or were nice to me i will come back and fucking murder them
(via silence-as-loud-as-screams)