Human progress to me is no different than cutting off a car so you can be the first one to the red light.

I used to have a home. I had two cats. When I went away there was a person waiting for me when I returned. That was nice.

I miss Madeleine very much. I wish she were still part of my life in any capacity at all.

I get to feeling like this and I have to steer myself away from the weird comfort of self-destruction. I would have made a great Shakespeare character. I would have been the haunted idiot.

a good way to tell someone that, if they love you, all they gotta do is come and get you:

“i’ll leave the keys in the ignition. you can drive it right off the lot.”

ugh don’t tell anyone i made another one of these damn things

here it is!!!!!

i am only putting up videos i make ok so leave me alone about it!!

Number of jobs had: 16

Number of houses lived in: 14

Number of cars owned: 3

Number of girlfriendz (who probably hate me): 4

Number of people dated: oh boy

Number of times witnessed dead guy hanging from a tree: 1

Number of times when all hope was lost: haha oh lord