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Maybe at some point in my life someone will put me first no matter what and I’ll be someone they go out on a limb for and I’ll always be their first choice their feelings will be direct and there will be proof of them and I won’t have this overwhelming insecurity eating at me for the rest of my life

April 19th, 2014 // 1 note
prettycolors:

#c4add1
givemeinternet:

In honor of the two conflicting holidays
oregonfairy:

wildeles:

Baby elephant drinking. When they are this young, they don’t yet know how to use their trunks to drink water.

so it just suBMERGED ITS FACE THAT IS SO PRECIOUS

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

It’s not that I don’t love you.   (via hefuckin)

Oh fuck

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April 19th, 2014 // 52,748 notes

tavrisprite:

tavrisprite:

so basically um im horny 

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do you know what these all say?

"hi horny im dad"

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Love isn’t soft, like those poets say. Love has teeth which bite and the wounds never close. Stephen King, The Body 1982    (via caelums)

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universalmonsterstribute:

Boris Karloff as The Monster in The Bride Of Frankenstein (1935)