I love this…
Who did that to you? Who fucked you up so bad, emotionally and mentally that you’ve completely shut down anyone who tries to help you. You don’t talk about your feelings, you push kind people away, and you let negative people in. You refuse to open up and let someone love or care about you. Who fucking did that to you?
One day, you’ll meet someone and you’ll know that that person will break your heart, but you’ll still want to love them, because that’s love; The beautiful, insane, horrible, wonderful, foolish, wise and outlandish thing called love.
dogs deserve to live forever
And humans don’t?
True shit man
OITNB is the kind of show where you can’t ever decide who your favourite character is.
But you know it’s not Vee.
the sims is a game i can play for like 3 days and then i don’t want to touch it for several months
I’m so obsessed with this(via iminlovewithyoudf)
How my life always ends up.. I hope it doesn’t this time
I used to fall asleep screaming your name at the ceiling. I would cry until I was choking and clawing at my chest, trying to rip my heart out so I wouldn’t have to feel like dying all the time. I felt everything and it was killing me. Oh god I didn’t want to feel it. I didn’t want to feel the empty space in bed next to me where you should’ve been. I didn’t want to feel your lips lingering on my neck even though it’s been four months since you’d bothered calling me. And then suddenly it’s the middle of January, 6 months since you accidentally broke my heart in the door when you shut it a little too hard and decided you didn’t love me anymore. And I’m shaking from the cold and I’m shaking because everything fucking hurts. and then I see you in the corner, and it’s the first time I’ve seen you since that fucking night. And you’re with her. And you’re grabbing at her the way you used to grab me. And you’re kissing her like you’re on fire and she’s the only thing that can put you out. And I lost my breath. And you looked up from her mouth and saw me standing there and looked away and I drove home swerving off the road. After that it all shut down. I didn’t feel anything anymore and jesus fuck I miss the days when I felt like everything inside me was crashing into each other and whispering your name. It’s like I was dead. I think you killed me. So I’ve been splitting open my skin because I thought if enough blood poured out of me maybe I would wake the fuck up and clean up the mess but I never did. I just sort of sat there drowning in myself. I want it all back. I want my mother shaking me in the middle of the night asking me why I was crying in my sleep. I want to look at old pictures of you and throw up every last bit of my bleeding heart. Anything would be better than this cold.