If you’re gonna keep being cute then you’ll have to kiss me, I’m sorry I don’t make the rules
F is for vodka
U is for vodka
N is for vodka.
I am way too happy about being up at three AM watching you smoke cigarettes and write a paper about Beethoven.
Mental health problems are, y’know, health problems. Treat them the same way, or shut up.
YES I NEED FOR EVERYONE TO SEE THIS
who the heck invented sex like why would you think to put your wing wang in the wizard sleeve
People get drunk
They hook up with the wrong person
And pretend to be okay
People act tough
And get mad
— Distraction in its true form (via sabrinadorronsoro)
People will do anything to distract their heart.
They will do anything to distract it from missing someone.
(Source: novemberdepth, via sabrinadorronsoro)
(Source: unclefather, via mrs-olly-socks)
(Source: sofijalejn, via mrs-olly-socks)
a reminder you shouldn’t feel guilty or sorry leaving a room abruptly or canceling plans without explanation if you feel like it is compromising your safety/security/physical and mental well-being
I keep writing about sex. I think, I mean—
all I want is the after of it, after you took my
skirt off with your teeth, after I was so clumsy
with the buttons on your shirt that I ripped
them open because I was so fucking frustrated
and they bounced around my feet like pearls,
rolled under the bed. You thought it was sexy
and fucked me against the wall with my bra
still on. I felt like a queen. Saw, in the unforgiving
morning light, where your mouth had been. And
your nails. Your sweat. Now all I want is tenderness.
I hold eggs in my hand at the grocery store,
check them for cracks and leaks. I try to do the
same to myself. When I go to restaurants I stay
for hours, ordering nothing except wine and tracing
my finger around the glass rim until it sings. When
you said, Your skin is holding you in nicely, I cried.
So now you know. Don’t leave. — Kristina Haynes, “When I Opened My Hips” (via halloweinee)
have you ever seen someone’s face and just wanted to look at them forever
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible and when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people. — (via drunkblogging)
(Source: thingskeptaway, via legasey)
“I was born in the wrong generation!” I scream as I churn my own butter and marry my cousin
i’m made of sarcasm and sexual frustration