I Think About Him Like Gluttony, Not Because His Weight, But Because I Want Him To Desire Me The Way

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As risadas

O dedo em minha direção

Os xingamentos

Os julgamentos

A lagrima nunca derramada

Ou a lagrima que desce com outras

Como uma avalanche

Que basta uma frase

Para desmoronar

Eu não lembro agora

Talvez nunca lembre

Mas eu sinto no meu osso

Na minha nuca

Nas minhas vísceras

Cada palavra

Cada risada

Cada olhadinha

Eu nunca lembrei

Mas nunca vou esquecer

Sempre com medo

De algo que não sei o que é

occasionally I remember that I (age 9/10) was in love with Eyeless Jack and I was SURE I was going to be a serial killer(yes, an 10 years old thougt that) and we would meet in an abandoned building, where I would give him a bowl of kidneys, and he would fall in love with me.

I'm bored. Reblog this post and I'll randomly ship you with someone else who also reblogged it.

(For legal reasons you must be 18+)

JINGO BEL JINGO BEL JINGO JINGO BEL ME APRESENTO SOU TETEU SOU O TEU PAPAI NOEL SEU PRESENTE É PIROCA E ELA CAIU DO CÉU CINQUENTA POR CENTO AÇÚCAR CINQUENTA POR CENTO MEL

This explains why every time I think of her, holy words flow through my brain like a waterfall of purity.

But there is nothing about pure in the way I want her. But even a goddess, my goddess, can have a little fun.

poetry isn’t a fun hobby it’s a divine responsibility

Orange man when he has to respect people pronouns

Yesterday I dreamed that I was friend with Luigi Mangione, and I liked him, and I got this gut feeling that he liked me too. And I was in a bar, and some dickhead druged me, and in the bathroom, I called him. And he saved me. In the other day, I wake up, and when the romance started happening.... I waked up.

guys.... I forgot ides of march

Carrie projecting her period cramps onto Freddy