May 2013
24 posts
Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the...
– (via fragiilebiird)
bmoody1:
lividula:
koishe:
classy-dick:
do you have a friend who’s usually a sweetheart but when they’re angry they’re the creepiest and the most cruel motherfucker you ever saw in your whole life
i am that friend
yeah me
mee
otterparade:
cityofbadass:
Do you ever wonder about how an author would describe you in a novel? Not only your appearance but the way you talk and laugh and hold yourself and all the expressions on your face?
“And then there’s this asshole”
I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening...
– Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis (via anaffinityfor)
i-choose-fit:
fightblr:
flaming-scrotum:
muggleland:
the ceo of abercrombie and fitch has a lot of nerve saying that ugly people shouldn’t wear his clothes when he looks like an albino orc from the lord of the rings
fashion
Now is the time to reblog this. I’ve been awaiting this picture.
Hahaha I can’t help it. The irony.
a relationship is like a house
if a lightbulb goes out, you don’t buy a new house, you just change the lightbulb.
unless that house is a lying whore
then you burn the fucker to the ground and buy a better house with lights that you can fucking count on.
buttgenie:
writeworld:
Instead of whispered, consider:
murmured
mumbled
muttered
breathed
sighed
hissed
mouthed
uttered
intoned
susurrated
purred
said in an undertone
gasped
hinted
said low
said into someone’s ear
said softly
said under one’s breath
said in hushed tones
insinuated
aye lil mama let me insinuate in ya ear
April 2013
43 posts
forever:
i like staying up at unhumanly hours but i also like getting 12 hours of sleep do u see my problem
my entire life is just a test to see if i’ll commit suicide or homicide first
Day 327
straylovers:
if you have
a hole in your heart let me fill it with light
the kind the stars die for
and one word at a time, let me fill it with poetry
because it is the strength found in bone marrow
if you don’t believe me the anthropologies are proof
of how verses bleed out of broken jaws
but a piece-wise empty heart would be a terrible sadness.