sudden realization that all sleeping with sirens lyrics are perfect.
so I guess for every horrendous day I’ve had at my job I get something pierced. Like, really bad. I went and got my tragus pierced last month cause I was pissed, today I’m pissed, so now Friday I’m getting my belly button pierced.
Clearly I need to leave my job before days like these become frequent and I have no skin on my body to show.
some people
annoy me so much
just by doing simple things
like laughing
or talking
and i have this sudden impulse
to punch them in the face
and one day it’ll just become a reflex
