I Torture Myself With My Own Thoughts.

Bitches love my lifeless dead eyes

Born to don't wanna. Forced to gotta

blood as a fashion statement u either get it or u don’t

something deeply intimate about being outside early in the morning all alone and seeing the world as she is

this one goes out to all you sickos on tumblr at 10 am on a monday

sometimes i forget people have friends on here and then i feel this sudden wave of loneliness is this what being a james kinnie is

and i’m gonna touch your hand when i say this…it’s fanFICTION

the idealized version of my tomorrow self will fix this

just remembered music is real

This post is for fans of MUSIC only