June 2013
* seductively flips leg hair*
Please don’t glorify self-harm or make it seem so super artsy. And at the same time, don’t think shit like “you’re beautiful, stop that” will magically make a person develop less destructive coping mechanisms.
Some people are cute when they stutter but when I stutter it’s because my mouth can’t keep up with my train of thought or I can’t decide on which word to say and a terrible bastard child of a sound comes out followed by a poot noise.
baby, i don’t care about your stomach
or your legs
or how big your boobs are
i don’t care about you at all
leave me alone
He said why put a new address on the same old loneliness, when breathing just passes the time, until we all just get old and die. Now talking’s just a waste of breath and living’s just a waste of death.
YOU WANT APOLOGIES
GIRL YOU MIGHT HOLD YOUR BREATH
UNTIL YOUR BREATHING STOPS
FOREVER
FOREVER
THE ONLY THING YOU’LL GET
IS THIS CURSE ON YOUR LIPS
I HOPE THEY TASTE OF ME
FOREVER
ヽ(´益｀*)ﾉ
If someone ever tells you a certain song is important to them you should turn it up and lay on your bed and close your eyes and really listen to it even if its 10 minutes long because at the end you will know that person much better I think
*rubs eyes*
*remembers i’m wearing eye makeup*
*scREAMS*
when your internet isnt really working well and your whole dash is just blank squares and you still scroll through it attentively
8oo:
art more like fart haha only artists will get this joke
HAVE YOU EVER bEEN IN LIKE ONE OF THE GREATEST MOODS EVER AND THEN SOMEONE JUST SAYS ONE THING AND YOUR MOOD JUST GOES
nayx:
this is so illegal. we’re going to get in so much trouble. you cant just steal all the sand from the beach and replace it with bread crumbs
I’m literally my own best friend like I have inside jokes with myself and sometimes I’ll think something funny and start laughing out loud at how funny I am
*takes 15 minute long drag of a cigarette* when i was a kid,
One time I heard my boyfriend had sex with another girl. So I called and asked him about it and he denied it, so I called the girl and she denied it too, and then I called my boyfriend back and told him that the girl had told me everything and he replied with “it was just one time. It meant nothing.” And then I replied with “fuck you, she didn’t tell me anything.” And that’s still my favorite story to tell.
