"Somewhere along the way, someone, or a group of people instructed us that it is possible to feel okay all the time. That the human body or the human mind should normally behave appropriately at all times, and if there is even any part of your day, week or month that falls short of feeling one hundred per cent, there is something wrong with you. “Does it burn when you swallow? You got acid reflux, you can’t eat pasta sauce..” bullshit. Let me tell you what happens to everybody, they won’t talk about it, because they feel like it’s only them, but it’s everybody. Everybody freaks out. I wanna show you something.. that’s a Xanax. .5 milligrams. You want to know why I keep going to my doctor and asking for more? Not because I take them, I run them through the laundry. These do not go in my blood stream, these go through my plumbing. But I’ve got my .5 in my pocket, in case I freak the fuck out in front of all of you. *Stomps on Xanax*
If you want to freak out, freak out. If, all of a sudden, you feel like you’re 6 and you wanna cry and you don’t know why, just do it. Let’s just everybody accept that everybody else is gonna freak out. You’re gonna have at least one moment in a week where you just don’t feel right. But maybe it doesn’t feel so wrong if you know that it’s kind of supposed to happen. It’s the other side of being conscious and loving. There are going to be times when you have to press Ctrl-Alt-Delete, you’re gonna have to take a moment. You might be walking through an airport. You might be having the time of your life, in fact, it’s more likely to happen during the time of your life!"
trillgamesh:


it’s like you’re my mirror

elliegalaxies:

I WAS ON THE TRAIN HOME FROM COLLEGE TODAY AND THIS CHAVVY GUY WAS SAT IN FRONT OF ME, IN HIS TRACKSUIT, LOOKING ALL BADASS WITH HIS DR. DRE BEATS HEADPHONES AROUND HIS NECK.

THE ENTIRE CARRIAGE WENT QUIET AND FROM THE HEADPHONES I JUST HEARD

yeahhhh it’s a party in the usa

(via stuffandbroccoli)

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