She remains an absence to me. An empty space. An invisible, half-remembered ghost. I catch myself thinking that I’m gonna run into her someday. Like I’ll be at a stoplight, look over at the car next to me and there she’ll be, scowling at me with disapproval.
when u boutta prove a bitch how wrong they are
Oh no I usually ship teachers and students but this doesn’t sound good
a new ask meme: go to my ask and paste the last thing you copied and send it to me without any explanation
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes From Underground (via exoticwild)
like misty upham was an actress in an oscar winning film and her disappearance and death was still unpublicized and ignored by the police because she was a native american
If I drive for you, you get your money. You tell me where we start, where we’re going, where we’re going afterwards. I give you five minutes when we get there. Anything happens in that five minutes and I’m yours. No matter what. Anything a minute on either side of that and you’re on your own
why did people hate this movie