I’m going to kill myself by 30, because after that what’s the point in living. I don’t want kids, so really, what’s the point? Then your body starts betraying you. You get old. People have to take care of you. Work and bills take over your life. I’m not going to live through that. I’d rather die young at my own hands.
What I really be feelin like.
(Source: blogsecret, via cindymai)
