"I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits."
—F. Scott Fitzgerald, Flappers and Philosophers (via beautyisanillusion)
—F. Scott Fitzgerald, Flappers and Philosophers (via beautyisanillusion)
(Source: starsgoboom, via realityiswhatyoumakeit)
one third of me: I want a boyfriend so much, relationships are so cute
one third of me: sex sex sex I want sex fuck relationships lets be slutty lol
one third of me: fuck everyone I hate people kill yourselves
I’ll never be happy as long as I continue to be part of such a fucked up money hungry system where paper with an arbitrary value means more than compassion for fellow humans, more than sympathy, more than understanding. Society finds a way to reward those who are selfish, leaving so many totally unintelligent people in positions of power over others based solely on the fact that they found some way to increase their bank account.
Money made me feel sick to my core today. I might be acting a little over-dramatic right now, but I won’t ever forget that feeling, and I won’t be satisfied until I’ve found a way to live that promises I’ll never have to feel it again.
