"i don’t feel like i m in the right world, the right time the right place. there’s somewhere else i’m supposed to be at at the moment. something else i’m supposed to be doing. but i can’t seem to grasp what that thing is."

— (via psych-facts)


I would’ve gotten her a ride out of that town she despised

You tell that to Janie if she writes.


not everyone is an artist, but everyone is a fucking critic


One thing that was really struck me today was my new psychology professor. His story is the typical semi interesting well here, get to know me whatever, but while talking about some sort of theory that James Watson came up with about the human mind, he started comparing people to seeds; if put in the right environment the seed will flourish and grow to it’s fullest potential. If it is lacking something in it’s environment It cannot grow as so. Same goes for people. And the reason why most people are in the wrong environment is due to their instinctive obligation to make others happy and to do things they don’t want to do to get things they have to do, done. Then proceeded to show a video about the life of a dog who failed therapy dog training to find his niche and become a surfing dog. And I found this so fucking relevant and true and it was the first time it had a name and founder to it, even though I can’t remember the names right now. But still I just sat there and was like FUCK YEAH THATS SO TRUE


Times like this is when I question everything and why I’m even here doing what I’m doing. Working for what, going to school for what, isolating myself for what… I’m living an empty life caught up to the brink of materialistic values and shallow goals.


I know I’m totally mediocre but i love playing and singing and jamming with my dad and Im going to get better and I’m going to keep posting my progress



Talking Shit About a Pretty Sunset || Modest Mouse

and i claim i’m not excited with my life any more
so i blame this town, this job, these friends
the truth is it’s myself