deadtrash:

"thats not very lady-like of you"

image

(via newyorkcitysomeday)

heart:

people that will always talk in caps with you are the best people because that means instant friendship

(via lost-and-so-not-found)

emo is just an acronym for eat me out

(Source: taggedrne, via soweird-ithurts)

neptunerism:

I just love the idea that sexuality is fluid because it helps me realize that there is no right or wrong to it and I can be attracted to whoever the fuck I want

(via balconyscene)

i-got-kicked-by-pj:

ionicsky:

extrasad:

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 
I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside
of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.
The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told
me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded
my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.
I had stars in my eyes but I burned them
all out with the cigarettes I was smoking
to get you the fuck out of my throat. The
flowers growing at the bottoms of my 
stomach are dead. Apparently you  
can’t water flowers with vodka.
I had the sky in my veins but it’s
been pretty fucking stormy since I
ripped them open. I had planets 
on the tip of my tongue but
the debris from the shattered 
remains of “us” have been
crashing into them. I was
everything. And then I met
you and we were everything.
Now you’re fucking some
blonde girl who gets
high all the time and
I’m a fucking
mess.

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

I am literally crying right now.

i-got-kicked-by-pj:

ionicsky:

extrasad:

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 

I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside

of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.

The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told

me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded

my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.

I had stars in my eyes but I burned them

all out with the cigarettes I was smoking

to get you the fuck out of my throat. The

flowers growing at the bottoms of my

stomach are dead. Apparently you  

can’t water flowers with vodka.

I had the sky in my veins but it’s

been pretty fucking stormy since I

ripped them open. I had planets 

on the tip of my tongue but

the debris from the shattered 

remains of “us” have been

crashing into them. I was

everything. And then I met

you and we were everything.

Now you’re fucking some

blonde girl who gets

high all the time and

I’m a fucking

mess.

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

I am literally crying right now.

(via beautifulliesandfakesmiles88-de)

thecutestofthecute:

Mud + Pup = True happiness.

shorm:

the best kind of flirting: the flirting where apparently neither of you knew you were flirting but APPARENTLY EVERYONE ELSE DID

(via deecemberism)