May 2013
“you haven’t healed, i can tell from how cruel you are.”
– (via bmcay)
“remember that sometimes the random pieces come together and love eventually...”
– Give me a job, please.:
I think this is what Xanax is for
givemeajobplease:
I am always a bit too much, I guess. I needed him to sleep at night. I blurt. Too much prose, too many poems, too many favors and falling all over myself and literally into walls sometimes. I think I would do that less if every single time I stopped doing it altogether people did not come running back. There is a power there I don’t want, but can’t seem to escape. What happens...
“If there is a God, He will have to beg my forgiveness.”
– A phrase that was carved on the walls of a concentration camp cell during WWII by a Jewish prisoner (via beautilation)
“Do not ignore it. Fuck it. Cry your heart out. Then fuck it some more.”
– Charles Bukowski, from Selected Letters Vol. 4 (via deaths-and-entrances)
“The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
“We gotta start teaching our daughters to be somebodies instead of somebody’s.”
– Kifah Shah (via murmurrs)
“I have no clue. Every time I’ve heard it, it came from an ugly person’s mouth,...”
– Amanda Bynes on why people think she’s insane (via mrgolightly)
April 2013
When me and my best friend get home after a night...
whatshouldwecallme:
