No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though.
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.

agirlnamedally:

*leans off the bed to reach laptop charger*

parkour

thehomocaust:

sometimes when people lose an appendage
their brain doesn’t want to let go
and it feels like it’s still there
like something is missing when it shouldn’t be
what i’m trying to say
is that it’s 8:30 pm on a monday afternoon
and i miss you like a fucking limb

I hate the feeling when you have to say goodbye to someone you want to spend every minute with.
Unknown (via andbecauseloveisfree)

next door are keeping me awake with the bassline of Blurred Lines

i’m going to kill someone

so i’m sat reading game of thrones in my pyjamas, no bra on, boobs sweeping the floor pretty much

and then there’s a knock on my door

fuck

but it was okay because my friend just randomly decided to turn up at my house unannounced, give me 20 quid and then leave

so i could resume being braless and reading game of thrones

I just want someone who won’t get annoyed when I text them six times or in all caps. Someone I can go on long drives with and can sing along to the radio with. Someone I can eat pizza with at 2am and kiss at 6pm. Someone who chooses me everyday and never thinks twice about it.

You know what I absolutely fucking hate

When people choose a person over you and then when they have no one else they come running back to you. No, fuck you. Fuck you for not being there for me when I needed you. fuck you for never making an effort to see me because you had someone else

i-wanna-be-stereotyped:

I wish my friends would take random pictures of me when we hang out because I’m an arrogant prick and I want more pictures of myself that aren’t selfies.

pleatedjeans:

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