Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running - that’s the way to live.
— Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums (via funpoolparty)
i live in a world where
every single fucking person thrives off of how cool they are
originality is literally nonexistent (as if it ever was)
egotistical conformed soulless attention seeking mindless fucks
it often seems that nobody wants to hear anything
from anyone other than themselves
p r e t e n t i o u s. completely and utterly pretentious
sometimes i really enjoy the anger that i feel
but i’d rather make everyone else feel it to
