And you know what the worst thing was? The worst thing was nobody ever believed how hard we tried.
Jack McCarthy, “Drunks” (via sickur)
(via laggoon)
i just want to sit here and forget about grades and school and studying and instead eat pretzels until i pass out
(via hodali)
I didn’t know what to say. I felt like crying, Goddamit everybody in the world wants an explanation for your acts and for your very being.
Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via a-cious)
(Source: annabellalovesyou, via a-cious)
