♡Lets be nothing, I heard it lasts forever♡




This is why I can’t be here anymore.
I’m just a sophmore in high school. (I was held back)
All my friends seem to know what they want to do with their futures, and I just sit there while they talk about college and their futures, and I have no idea… I do not know what I want to do with my life. It terrifies me to think about it, because I honestly never have…. I haven’t thought about my future, because I don’t plan to be here for it… I plan to be dead within the next few months.. or, at least that’s been the plan. It doesn’t even matter that I’ve been feeling better lately, I can’t have a future. I have no intention of being here. And being forced to think about it, is absolutely terrifying.

(via paralysing-sadness)

My Dad's response to his white co-workers making fun of his accent

  • White Co-Worker: That's not how you say it.
  • My Dad: But you knew what I meant so why do you have to make a big deal out of it.
  • White Co-Worker: Aww come on man, it's funny, lighten up will yah Nestor?
  • My Dad: You know I speak 5 languages, right? How many can you speak?
  • White Co-Worker: Just English
  • My Dad: Tell me something. What does a cow say?
  • White Co-Worker: Moo?
  • My Dad: That's right, the cows in my country say that too. You know why? They can only speak one language *walks away*
  • White Co-Worker: *sheds white tears*