Depression is stupid and not a thing that makes me a better writer. One time I went a whole year without writing and I stayed in bed and drank. Fuck your Bukowskisms. I want sunlight and love and running down some street I’ve never been on where it’s warm and cool at the same time and I’m smiling. I want nothing to ever be bad again- and I don’t mean that I want a life free of conflict, I mean that I want a life free of meaningless conflict. Not being able to will oneself to take a shower or leave the house is meaningless. There is nothing to be gained, no lesson to be learned from that kind of life. My heart is stale, my prose is stale. Give me fire if you want to hurt me. Give me something I can taste. There’s nothing romantic or mysterious about where I am. There’s nothing here worth holding onto.

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By Joshua Espinoza 

I’m just gonna say it. I love this guy. 

(via maza-dohta)

(Source: doubtsbestally, via nonetrackmind)


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Exciting News: My cousin just proposed to his girlfriend at Chicago Comic Con in front of Matt Smith and Karen Gillan. That was pretty freakin awesome since they both really love Dr. Who. and he’s been planning this for awhile now. 


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Such a difference between who I am and who I wanna be 


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