Sometimes I wake up, like really come out of my head for a few minutes and look around at what I’ve done with my life and what goes on and I laugh and think to myself, “What the hell are you doing? Honestly. Who do you think you are?” Deep down, all I really want to do is shoot myself in my stupid face.
A comic about my parents. The entirety of their relationship is mutual hatred of the human race.
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"I like beginnings because they’re so full of promise. The first page of a book, the first day of a job, the first time you buy yourself flowers, the first date with a new man, the first touch, the first kiss, the first kick of a good liquor, the first moment you hold your own baby. I like beginnings because I know there’s always more to come."
- Shyma Perera, Bitter Sweet Symphony (via perfect)
(Source: larmoyante, via radical-illusion)