To days of inspiration,

Playing hookey, making something. Out of nothing, the need to express to communicate, to going against the grain. Going insane, going mad. To loving tension, no pension. To more than one dimension. To starving for attention, hating convention, hating pretension. Not to mention of course, hating dear old mom and dad.

Well, then.

dougiesmythe-anderson:

Ignore it, you’re amazing.

Right.

(Source: melody-schuester)

Well, then.

..tired isn’t the word to describe how I feel right now.

its-carson:

Because I’m bored and you made it easy. 

Yeah, well, that wasn’t necessary. Goodnight.

(Source: melody-schuester)

..tired isn’t the word to describe how I feel right now.

its-carson:

Why don’t you just sleep? Rather than annoying everyone with you’re incessant complaining?

Why don’t you keep your comments to yourself and find someone else to annoy?

(Source: melody-schuester)

..tired isn’t the word to describe how I feel right now.