“And it’s not “clever lonely” (like Morrissey) or “interesting lonely” (like Radiohead), it’s “lonely, lonely” like the way it feels when you’re being hugged by someone and it somehow makes you sadder.”—Chuck Klosterman (via jesuslacey)
“the greatest irony of love:
loving the right person at the wrong time,
having the wrong person when the time is right
and finding out you love someone
right after that person walks out of your life.”—(via internerd)
Like, so mad that this post probably won’t even make sense. But hey I’m super incompetent.
Really, you’re gonna blame the fact that you don’t ever do work and you disappear for long periods of time and when you actually do things you can’t do them correctly on me? You’re going to say that I’m incompetent?
Fuck you. I try to be nice. I try to give everyone a fair shot at what they want to do. I don’t want to boss anyone around. I don’t want to be a dick. We’re all adults. You know the job. But fuck that. I’m done being nice.