Smoked The Type Of Weed That Makes You Accept That There Will Always Be Beauty And Pain In Everything,

My mother, was God before I knew what God was

My father, was an angel, abandoned, fallen, blood still smeared on his ivory wings

I tend to forget that God seemed to forge the fall of Satan

But I am reminded when I find feathers painted with maroon in the corners of my mind

How long do we have before the love starts to rot?

Do you always have to look your lover in the eye when you twist the knife?

Was the gun pointed at his temple or yours?

Wish I could post about something happier but unfortunately my mind is riddled with The Memories

When the video is real as hell but I’m scared of other people seeing my reposts so I stare at my screen while the repost button calls to me like the green goblin mask

I love my friends so much. How blessed am I to have people who choose me again and again despite not sharing my blood. I hope I get to choose them again and again forever, too.

“sorry i didn’t mean to dump that on you”

brother i would climb the tallest mountains and swim to the deepest depths for you. every time you smile i wonder if anything could be more beautiful and every time you laugh it’s like an orchestra of joy. of course i’ll be here to listen. i love you bro

I think what I need

To go to someones house, invited ofc. I take my shoes off and change into indoor clothes. They offer me a spot on their bed and I oblige.

What it is that Im needing though, is to be pulled into an embrace. They rest myself on themself and I dont know like.. Play with my hair or something

Cringe cringe cringe crine

Le sigh we cringe on

i love my friends so much

i can't fall asleep, but i can't stay awake and my body is so uncomfortable to be in