Okay. Play the blame game against someone who doesn’t fucking care. See where it goes. Tell yourself anything that’ll help you sleep at night, I’m such an asshole, whatever. Because in the end you look fucking stupid
“Sometimes your biggest source of unhappiness comes from the fact that you keep thinking about where else you could be or who else you would like to become, rather than appreciating where you are and who you are now, and how far you’ve come to make this moment true.”—(via stevenrosas)
My dad was telling me about these girls at his old college who invented a nail polish that paints on clear, and if you stir your drink with your finger with the nail polish on, it will react with the “Date Rape” drug and turn red.