the-real-d-sandman:

exhaustedtree:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

insomniac-arrest:

insomniac-arrest:

late night cashiers at 24-hour convenience stores are the holders of our greatest secrets and most intimate selves

not my mom, not my partner, not God himself has seen me no-make up in line to buy a choco-pop and panty liners while on the brink of a heart felt meltdown

no one has given me the empty stare of complete indifference that fills my anxious nerves with relief

there is nothing like the sweet freedom of complete nihilism experienced at a 7/11 at 2am, God lives in church, the randomness of the unfeeling universe lives at aisle 9 of CVS 

what a fabulous and also philosophically horrifying tumblr post, thank you so much

Honestly though, the people at cvs are just completely unshakable its wild like they just stare at you as if they can see the great abyss behind you and you in comparison are nothing to them. Its a weird vibe

Thats just the purest form of exhaustion.