me: man i sure am hungry but i dont know what to eat
brain: then just fucking eat nothing
me: understandable have a good day
BOYS TAKE OFF THEIR SHIRTS SO WEIRD THEY LIKE GRAB THE SHIRT FROM THE BACK OF THEIR NECK AND YANK IT OVER THEIR HEAD THAT IS SO SEXUAL LIKE I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW YOU DO IT BOYS
“He could look at me for less than a second and he would make my heart skip a beat” I asked then why don’t you two stay together? Her response was, “We know we love each other and the timing just isn’t right, he loves to go out and have late nights. But I’m just a girl who has paint on a canvas and a brain full of thoughts. We just know our love for each other wouldn’t be enough.” That is when I knew my love would never actually be enough .
Is my love good enough (via wiz-sluski)
I am the protagonist of my own story.
- Mysterious -
I have late night conversations with the moon, he tells me about the sun and I tell him about you.
S.L. Gray
I think a lot about killing myself; not like a point on a map, but rather like a glowing exit sign at a show that’s never been quite bad enough to make me want to leave.
Neil Hilborn (via cher-vous)