I'm 23, from Lithuania, not tall, redhead. Most of the time i'm lazzy, angry or confused. I'm cynical, sarcastic and mysantrophic. I love dirty jokes, kittens, men's clothes (stealing shirts from my boyfriend periodicaly).

I have an obsession with blood and scars. I love London, cigarettes, beer, driving to nowhere at night, books, writing, pc games, supernatural, jeff buckley, rain, music and sex.
You can always talk to me about anything. You can find me:
Facebook
8tracks
LastFM

 

Past tense.

nostalgicdreams:

sisterjune:

I had started to eye sharp objects that surrounded me.
Knives that I used for my dinner, Scissors I used for school work and the smashed bottles on the side of the desolate streets I walked.
Finally I just cracked like a drug addict who hadn’t had their fix, The difference was I wasn’t addicted in the first place.

I feel very same for almost two years. Everytime i cut something in the kitchen I secretly hope that i’ll cut myself. when I go on the street i hope I’ll fall down and broke something. and this sucks.