The sad moment when you realize how alone you actually are. No one ever messages you first or texts you first or anything. So it gets to the point where you don’t want to put in the effort with people who don’t put in any effort for you, so you end up spending your life at home, never going anywhere.
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I saw this and was like “I don’t feel like reblogging the Lucker Stomp” … Damn did i regret that. Couldn’t scroll past it.
why would you not feel like reblogging The Lucker Stomp? like, I’ll go into the tag JUST to reblog it. JUST to keep Mitch on this fucking website. JUST to remind people every single fucking day that he was amazing, he was perfect, he was wonderful, he was a father, he was a husband, he was adorable, and he’s fucking gone. So please tell me, why wouldn’t you feel like reblogging The Lucker fucking Stomp.
Tattoo blog x
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