Can I tell you a secret? Sometimes when I’m walking around town, I like to fantasize about all the different ways that I could be accidentally killed. Hit by a car, shot in a convenience store robbery, stuff like that. I walk around and a part of me wishes that I’d be killed accidentally, so that after I’m gone people won’t be able to say I was selfish for doing it myself.
Oh god this is my life.
(Source: blood-loss, via rusalkacatarinapetrova)
04/18/12 at 9:56pm