June 12, 2016 Marked The Deadliest Mass Shooting In American History. It Was At A Gay Bar, Pulse, And

Philippe Decrauzat

Helene Delmaire

I’m the kind of girlfriend that’ll rub your back until you you fall asleep and keep rubbing it just because I love the feel of your skin at my finger tips.

Tiny trees, an awesome Bonsai display. Posted by  byu/N8theIngr8

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 lungs 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.