Don’t tell me that you love me, because anyone can tell me that. Tell me that I make you tear up with anger and frustration, but at the end of the day you still want to lay down next to me, put your arms around me, and sleep.
the dude who pulls out a cigarette in front of a girl with lung cancer and then acts like sir dickweed mcfucklamp when she doesn’t understand the worst metaphor on earth seems to be tumblr’s newest squeeze
i accidentally messed up my life how do i start a new account
i use the word fuck so excessively i sometimes forget it’s a swear word
how to write poetry like a white person
- the taste of you
- save me
- no wait save yourself
make sure to left align and god forbid touch a capital letter
“but..skinny shaggy boy, cigarettes kill you!” “well skinny sad girl…thats the point”
Speak your heart. If they don’t understand, the message was never meant for them anyway.
Until you get comfortable with being alone, you’ll never know if you’re choosing someone out of love or loneliness.