So like if anyone wants to buy me tickets and or take me to warped tour next year feel free to do that
Who needs friends when you have a bottle of vodka
I suck at texting unless
- I am in a relationship with you
- You are my mom
- I need something
- Me and you are close as fuck
I REALLY WANNA LEARN THE DANCE FROM THE “GEE” MUSIC VIDEO BUT I HAVE NO FRIENDS WHO’D DO IT WITH ME FRICK
Virgo Zodiac Facts
This is kinda true. I wanna say “I love you” to Sam a lot but I usually just end up laughing or saying “Shut up” or “You’re dumb”. I’m sorry if I don’t make it clear..
my biggest fear is falling and dying in the shower and my family finding me naked
What if like, there’s a ghost or spirit or whatever that has a crush on you but you can’t see them and don’t know they’re there.
They do little things for you throughout the day that you just kinda pass off as normal things in life.
Like they help you regain your balance before you fall, that warm fuzzy feeling in your face before you fall asleep is just them giving you a long loving good night kiss.
They love you and you don’t even know it.
my childhood ended when i stopped being able to fit my hand inside a pringles tube
Fuck this post
Fuck this post so much.
You want a “Why not?”
How about the way your best friend’s older sister will throw up by the side of the road because she’s crying so hard
How about the way your best friend will sob for weeks in her showers, in her bedroom, in the bathroom at school
How about the way your mother will cry every time she looks at herself in the mirror and pictures herself bringing you home
How about the way your father’s eyes will NEVER stop mirroring the image of your hanging body
How about the way your boyfriend will sit in his room in silence, unable to eat or sleep, or even to fucking shower, because why would he want to continue without you
How about the way the girl who called you a brother will start crying every time she sees your parents
How about the way your family will sit in your house after the funeral looking blankly at one another, because god knows they can’t find a fucking thing to say that doesn’t just float through the air where you should be walking
How about the way your sister will wake up every morning and see your door and convince herself that you could still be there, just sleeping in your bed
How about the way your ex girlfriend will come over and pull your clothes from the drawers and cry while she holds them desperately to her face to breathe in what’s left of you
Don’t you dare tell me it won’t change things
There may be stars in the sky and wind in the air and sun in the clouds
But without you we do not want them
Don’t you dare be selfish enough to believe you aren’t important to us
So fuck this post
and fuck this romanticism of suicide
and fuck you for leaving my sister to cry in her room when she thinks nobody can hear
bless this reblog
I CANT REBLOG THIS ANY HARDER FUCK.
I LOVE YOUR FOR THIS POST OKAY.
when someone posts an unpopular opinion i agree with