Here’s to another sleepless night due to severe anxiety, and I have to get up in seven hours. But in other news, on a scale of 1 to George, I wonder how angry my Dad will be (at me) after today.

King of the Box.

Just to show my dedication, when I die I want a Simpson’s quote written on my tomb stone:

Jaime Mitropoulos
"It was the best of times, it was the blurst of times."

HAHA HOW GOOD IS BEING IN A SHIT MOOD AND HAVING NOTHING TO DO HAHAHA ..HAHAAA

"Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen."

Sylvia Plath, 3 months before her suicide.

(Source: isobutane, via ppeaked)

Winter, inspecting my new lamp.

Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

(Source: ne0ntigress, via shannonwest)

I feel nothing short of dead inside. 

"And then suddenly I become sad for no reason, and it takes me days to get over that feeling."

I miss you. 
My heart cries for you.
I’m so sorry.
I’m a terrible girlfriend,
but I can be better.
Don’t leave me,
Please.

"I am constantly torn between wanting to improve myself and wanting to destroy myself."

I’m going to spend my night watching movies,
pretending you’re by my side.