friendship is so weird???
Like it starts out with compliments and cute things and then suddenly it does a complete 360 and you just start screaming at them and calling them motherfucker
(Source: homobeans)
HAVE YOU EVER JUST REALLY WANTED TO KISS SOMEONE BUT YOU CANT
(Source: g-y-p-s-y-h-e-a-r-t-s)
If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet
Yes
If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand
Hope you find out what you are; already know what I am
And if it makes you less sad, we’ll start talking again
You can tell me how vile I already know that I am
I’ll grow old, start acting my age
It’ll be a brand new day in a life that you hate
A crown of gold, a heart that’s harder than stone
And it hurts to hold on, but it’s missed when it’s goneCall me a safe bet, I’m betting I’m not
I’m glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forgetIf it makes you less sad, I’ll move out of this state
You can keep to yourself, I’ll keep out of your way
And if it makes you less sad, I’ll take your pictures all down
Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out
It’s cold as a tomb, and it’s dark in your room
When I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds
So call it quits, or get a grip
You say you wanted a solution; you just wanted to be missedCall me a safe bet, I’m betting I’m not
I’m glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget
So you can forget, you can forgetYou are calm and reposed
Let your beauty unfold
Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones
Spring keeps you ever close
You are second-hand smoke
You are so fragile and thin, standing trial for your sins
Holding on to yourself the best you can
You are the smell before rain
You are the blood in my veinsCall me a safe bet, I’m betting I’m not
I’m glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget
(Source: blunt-discourse)
help, i can’t stop laughing
If masturbating while stoned isn’t called weed whacking I don’t know how to live my life anymore
