(via ed-black)

(Source: ilove-christmas, via laraamae)



Life is like a box of chocolates: a cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift
that no one ever asks for. Unreturnable, because all you get back is
another box of chocolates. So you’re stuck with this undefinable whiff-
mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down until there’s nothing else to
eat. Sure, once in a while there’s a peanut butter cup, english toffee,
but they’re gone too fast, the taste is fleeting. So you end up with
nothing but broken bits filled with hardened jelly and teeth-shattering
nuts. If you’re desperate enough to eat those all you’ve got left is an
empty box filled with useless brown paper wrappers.

If I could change my state of mind, I would disappear.