Hi, my name is Joe. I'm a college student, studying the Theatre Arts with a focus on the performance aspect. My fandoms are many, and i am passionate about far too many things, and i go on rampages of posting peoples' faces a lot. I'm a pretty interesting person. I love all things art, music, books, theatre, video games, movies, and television. I'm positive we would have something to talk about, so send me whatever you like!
No, fuck being civil. Fuck being polite, you’re don’t deserve it.
Dear subhuman piece of garbage,
I wish I could tell you this to your face, but it would not end well, so I’ll settle for writing this letter that I know you’ll never read. I wonder how you it would make you feel, knowing that there’s someone in the world who would love nothing more than to see you die a slow, excruciating death. I hope it would scare you, I hope it would scare you too your very core. How can you live with yourself? How can you feel no remorse? How can you do that to another living, breathing, feeling human being?
You’re my darkest fantasy. I dream about a world where you get what you deserve. You’re the only person in the universe that I wish unending, torturous pain upon, and even then, it would be too good for you, you sack of fucking dog shit. I say this with utmost convinction. Yours will be the first and only grave I dance on, and I’ll keep you to that.
With fondest hate,
I hope you die alone, afraid and in pain
Mary Karr, “Cherry” (via lifeinpoetry)
I had this exact same moment with my father. when i was in the pits of my eating disorder and severe depression, everyday he would ask me what he could make me to eat, anything i wanted. everyday i would tell him nothing and he would walk away, sullen. one morning he walked in with a bowl full of yogurt and fresh fruit and said to me “nothing in here will hurt you. i picked out every piece with the love in my heart i have for you.” that is the day i started recovery.(via dirtyfuckinghippie)