yo fuck anyone who doesn’t want you in their life and fuck anyone who treats you bad and fuck anyone who breaks your heart because they’re all fuckin losers and they’re definitely not worth your time because your time is precious and the only people who deserve it are people who treat you right and are nice and don’t lie to you and buy you ice cream.
This photo was taken five months & one day ago. I can remember every single detail - how he smelled sitting next to me (sweet like cologne, sour like stale cigarettes), how his leg kept bumping against my own, how his laughter would send me off into a fit of my own. He was my best friend, the person I stayed up late texting, who kept me company every night until the sun came up. I didn’t realize then - like I do now - that he dedicates long hours of his day to sleep, that not resting is a character flaw of my own, not his; that the effort he made in staying awake to talk to me meant more than I could have understood, then. We whispered secrets over the bass line of our favorite songs and promised to never end up like them.
All this time later, and I’m curled up in his bed while he’s in the shower. Cricket is sprawled across my lap, rubbing her head against my cheek. I can slip off my sweatshirt & jeans, spread myself thin over his messy sheets like sweat, and know he’ll just smile down at me when he comes in. The places where we were best friends have covered the house we built of love like ivy - it’s what keeps us safe, keeps us sane.
He whispered quietly to me, in the early morning while we were whipping around the roads with no streetlights I’m in love with my best friend and she loves me back. How lucky am I? And we are. We are the luckiest people in the world.
Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.
Paging: Logan, Emily, April.
(via unweptdead)
i was a good student until the crushing weight of reality shattered my hope for the future
(via trashfemme)
It’s 4am & you can’t sleep. Your body aches - coughing is painful, breathing takes a thoughtful, concerted effort. Your eyelids are heavy over pale, bloodshot green eyes, eyes that haven’t actually slept in weeks. You toss and you turn, but your bed always shifts you toward the middle, rolls you down it’s sagging walls into the indent where he should be, waiting to catch you with open arms. But tonight you are alone, and you have to remember that that is okay. Your fever is at a crescendo - heat electric racing through your body, cold sweat collecting under your breasts, in the back of your knees, on top of your lips. You are hungry, but can not eat; you are thirsty, but can not drink. People do not understand that for you, sick isn’t something that will “get better” after a couple of days. No, it’s easy for everyone to let it slip under the radar that you have illnesses that will keep you sick for weeks, that even once you look better, you’re still fighting the physical attacks on your organs, on your blood, on your wellbeing. But you don’t mention it, and they don’t ask. Your mouth tastes like orange juice & salt, tears running heavy down your cheek at random times through out the day for no reason. You lay in the dark, hoping sleep will wash over you like a blanket, knowing your body needs the rest. You pray that you don’t see sunlight leaking through the windows before you can slip away into your dreams.
It’s 3am & I want motherfucking pancakes.
(Source: taeyeon-9muses-rilakkuma-ohyeah, via saykiara)
This gorgeous man is Chance Cloud. He sent us some photos of him, and they were SO hot, we couldn’t resist posting them!
This is just one of 3 in this set, so stay tuned - you’ll be seeing more of this sexy guy! ;)
CHANCE YOU SEXY MOTHERFUCKER, WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON MY DASHBOARD?! I FUCKING LOVE YOU.
idk if you say possesive things like “you’re mine” i get all melty and weird and will probably fall in love with you
TRUEST THING EVER.
(Source: plantkitten, via desecrationz)