If there’s one thing that I suggest…

It’s that you make sure that the next text message you send is to the person that you mean to send it to. *dies of embarassment*

@1 week ago with 2 notes
#text #sad #lame #embarassing #life 

Making out with a complete badass in his truck while C.R.E.A.M. plays in the background…

What a fucking improvement. I’m smitten.

@1 week ago
#badass #wu-tang #improvement #life #love 

(via culverbilly)

@2 months ago with 13 notes

NO CONSIDERATION

YOU PIECE OF SHIT

@2 months ago
geordieunicorn:

I love you second best, Valentine!


LOL

geordieunicorn:

I love you second best, Valentine!

LOL

(Source: adamonroe, via batemanmansonramirez)

@3 months ago with 15904 notes

I Miss You So

I wish we could talk like we used to. It was always good for my head as well as my heart. 3

@3 months ago
GAHHH

GAHHH

(Source: fucksocietybefree, via laughlovelive1431)

@3 months ago with 454 notes
(via starfck)

(via starfck)

@3 months ago with 5 notes
I look high. Gahaha. I never realized how big my lips were until right about now.

I look high. Gahaha. I never realized how big my lips were until right about now.

@1 week ago
#self #me #lips #ok 

(via maggieee)

@2 months ago with 13 notes
rubberduckiebrigade:

“I’ve heard ten thousand dying screams, and they’re calling me. The day will break 
on this saddest day, so don’t let me wake. I’ve heard this all before, and 
I’ve seen this over and over again. Don’t let me wake.”

rubberduckiebrigade:

“I’ve heard ten thousand dying screams, and they’re calling me. The day will break 
on this saddest day, so don’t let me wake. I’ve heard this all before, and 
I’ve seen this over and over again. Don’t let me wake.”
@2 months ago with 15 notes
@3 months ago with 45 notes

Belonging

Drive around and talk and talk. My head isn’t here. I’m just looking at buildings we pass by and wondering if anyone in there feels like I do. I don’t belong. Not here. Not at “home.” I belong nowhere. Never have. Maybe someone in their office from 9 to 5 feels like this. In their nice, unwrinkled suit. Maybe they feel the same. Not comfortable at work but not looking forward to going home either. Maybe they know how painful it is to look over at someone they love and realize that they don’t really understand. They don’t know. They don’t know about the insomnia. They don’t know about the tear stained pillow cases. They don’t know. They don’t know about the dark thoughts trapped within notebooks under the mattress. They don’t know how hard it is to realize that even family isn’t forever. People depended on won’t always be there… Meanwhile you’re nagging away. Shut up. Shut up. I don’t want to hear this shit anymore. Just shut up.

@3 months ago
#writing 
@3 months ago with 97 notes

SOMEONE needs to get a life…

Yeahhh

@3 months ago