May 2013
53 posts
laughinggaschamber:
Things that make me fall asleep really fast.
when someone hums quietly.
when my hair gets played with.
when someone whispers a story to me.
when someone traces my skin.
chloroform.
bedquest:
dear fucking tumblr
this is a fucking bumblebee
this is a fucking bee
this is a fucking hornet
this is a fucking wasp
as you can fucking see the longer their legs are and the less fuzzy they are is equivalent to how fucking evil they fucking are
Hey so if we have a mutual follow goin on, feel free to ask for my
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first born
you know, anything you want
tardisity:
The oldest person alive was born on April 19, 1897, meaning that April 18th, 1897 was approximately the last time the Earth was inhabited by an entirely different set of people and if you don’t think that’s the realist shit ever then you can get right on outta town.
“We’re searching for a reason of existence. With our own strength, because maybe...”
– Fruits Basket (via withthebarenecessities)
“That’s the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if...”
– J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via quotecollectionproject)
“Don’t ever fall in love, it’s the devil’s own invention.”
– Dropkick Murphys (via distracti0n74)
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Your magnetic pull stole shards of my heart as they fell to the ground and instead of putting me back together, you walked away with your favorite parts of me.
A haiku about Nice Guys
angstastic:
I am a nice guy
Why won’t these stupid bitches
Fuck me already
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“That’s not demented; love.” -My four year old sister
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Lipstick Stains
Your lipstick stains my sheets when you’re too drunk to drive home. And I’m okay with that because you look beautiful in my bed but, I love you more than I should and I shouldn’t constantly put myself in this situation. I’m at war with my mind; do I explore your body when you’re too drunk to remember or do I be your friend and nothing more when you are sober? I want...
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Somebody show me something wonderful. Something beautiful.
I give up.
I wrote an eleven hundred word poem and then I deleted it. Because nothing I do is good enough.
Fuck the world.
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I have recently been diagnosed with severe depression, post traumatic stress disorder, severe anxiety, borderline personality disorder, and possibly bipolar disorder… No wonder nobody will love me.
