It’s funny to think that there is nothing stopping me from dying. I hate my life, most of the people that I’m around regularly are rude af to me and I just can’t hold on any more. I don’t want to get better, I just want to be gone, poof, disappear.

brigwife:

kidouyuuto:

how did they learn to translate languages into other languages how did they know which words meant what HOW DID TH

English Person: *Points at an apple* Apple

French Person: Non c’est une fucking pomme 

*800 years of war*