Posted 1 day ago
1. When my mother was young, she met a boy with eyes like a storm cloud and lips like a hurricane. He washed over like a tidal wave and ruined everything he touched. She told me that there is always one person that will affect your life forever and after them, nothing will ever be quite the same. I know for me that person is going to be you. So I’m standing on the shore right now and the tides are starting to come back in. I know that I’ll probably drown in your cold depth, but all I want is to feel you against my skin.
2. I will never forget the day you called at 4 am begging to see me. I snuck out the back door and ran down the middle of the street into your arms. I should’ve ignored you and went back to sleep, but I didn’t just get to see the stars in the sky that night, I also got to see them forming in your eyes whenever you looked at me.
3. You have a sickness in you, that no doctor can prescribe medication for. It must have snuck through your lips, travelled down to my heart and rotted my fucking insides. You grew there like bacteria. I just want to scrub my heart clean of you then forget that you ever were in the deepest parts of me.
4. My dad chain smokes his cigarettes and has said vile words to me that I can still see stained onto my skin today. Maybe I give you too much credit. I suppose you weren’t actually the first boy to break my heart.
5. It’s been too long since you left to pretend that you’re ever going to come back. I just wish I could let myself play make believe a little longer, but I’m a big girl now and I have to stop partaking in your games and join the real world.
6. Yesterday I was in the car and I heard our song on the radio. I used to be annoyed when you’d try to mimic the chorus. But I’d take irritation over heart ache any day. Just come back and finish the verse. I wish I could hear your fucking voice.
7. I have this recurring dream where you show up on my doorstep and kiss me so hard that I can honestly taste your coffee breath while I sleep. You consume me in every way possible as it. Is it really necessary
to haunt my dreams too?
7 things I could of said to you instead of ignoring your message to me last night (via dumbdaisies)
Posted 5 days ago
aphrdite:

rad-moon:

disloyals:

overnight-shipping:

vorpalsuicide:

average-arcana:

final-love:

wow 

This made me cry I don’t knkw what to do

Fuck.
This.
Thank you. I feel free.

Some people honestly need this and I hope they find it.

/:

❁❁❁❁

Fuck.

aphrdite:

rad-moon:

disloyals:

overnight-shipping:

vorpalsuicide:

average-arcana:

final-love:

wow 

This made me cry I don’t knkw what to do

Fuck.

This.


Thank you. I feel free.

Some people honestly need this and I hope they find it.

/:

❁❁❁❁

Fuck.

(Source: unravul)

Posted 1 week ago
He loved me the same way he smoked cigarettes - inhaling passionately like I was everything he needed, the only air he knew how to breathe, before coughing my contents out, not caring wear they went, and leaving me with burnt edges. He didn’t even stop there - he dropped me on the sidewalk and crushed me with his big ugly combat boot, the same one I tripped over at three in the morning when I was rushing from his bed to the bathroom to empty my stomach in hopes of lessening the pain that accompanied loving you. Unfortunately, that feeling was never one I could smoke out. It’s still there in the back of my throat somewhere. I really wish it would get the fuck out.
You posted a picture saying happy anniversary to your girlfriend. I guess you quit smoking. (via lamebby)
Posted 1 week ago

thrashturbate:

10/10 would bang.

But also:

10/10 would care for you
10/10 would tuck you in
10/10 would cuddle
10/10 would make sure you get to sleep okay
10/10 would make you breakfast in the morning

Posted 2 weeks ago
He’ll leave you shaking so hard it’ll feel like another earthquake only it won’t be on the news it’ll be replayed in your head over and over every night every minute until you memorize his exact words and that exact day ‘I don’t love you anymore’, January 23rd, 2012 and you’ll go home but it’s not really home because he’s gone and all you have left is the fucked up version of love he created.

it hasn’t been the same since you’ve left (via sad-idol)

wow.

(via fasterfit)

(Source: sad-idol)

Posted 3 weeks ago
Memory is a funny thing because when I was 7, I fell off the tire swing in my back yard and sprained my hand. I swore that it was the worst thing that would ever happen to me and that I’d never forget how painful it was. Until today I had completely forgotten about it, until I stumbled upon the picture of my young self with a gauze wrapped around it. And all I hope for is that someday, maybe I’ll be going through an old box and I’ll find the love letters you used to write me, and the feelings that come flooding back will be a complete surprise because I will have forgotten all about what we used to be.
memories (H.S)
Posted 3 weeks ago
I want to text you. Just to remind you that I’m still here. But then I remember that you know I’m here. You just don’t care.
Midnight thoughts (I won’t do this again)

(Source: reality-escape-artist)

Posted 3 weeks ago

Sat, Jan 8, 7:07 pm
I want to kiss you so badly but if your tongue is as sharp as your words I know I’ll lose a lot of blood and we both know I can’t afford to lose anything else right now
[Delete]

Mon, March 11, 12:16 am
I’ve been sleeping in the old t-shirts you forgot were hidden in the back of my closet and drinking down everything that reminds me of you and my heart is flooding
[Delete]

Mon, March 11, 12:17 am
I’m trying to tell you I miss you
[Delete]

Sun, April 19, 4:26 am
You poured yourself into me and my veins burst but it still hurts less than sleeping without you
[Delete]

Tues, June 19, 6:17 pm
I bought cherry Chapstick so that every time I lick my lips I taste the night we spent out by the lake when you tied a cherry stem with your tongue and spit it into the water and I drowned along with it
[Delete]

Tues, June 19, 6:20 pm
I hate cherries
[Delete]

6 texts I almost sent you  (via extrasad)
Posted 3 weeks ago
sext: I am wide-eyed and shaking. This is my third cup of coffee and the first time in months I’ve had no sleep. Last night I went to our house and it felt like all was still as you left it. Here, the electric shave you used to shed off your beard for the first time in two years. Here, the couch we used to lay in Bob Marley sheets. Here, the steps I’d always trip. Here, the bed we fell in lust. I remember everything that happened in this fucking house why is it still so fucking green. By now I’ve memorized how to remember you just as I know the kitchen is still where it ought to be. I stood in the middle of our old bedroom, then sat on the sheets wishing the mattress would swallow your memory. That was 10PM and I thought about the way your mouth spoke by the door on that night you told me you love me without saying I love you and my hands shook. They haven’t stopped being an earthquake since. It is 3AM and I love you. It is 7AM and I need to remind myself how to forget you. I think this message is appropriate in saying you accidentally fucked me up and how I am still giving you full permission to do so. [delete]

Sade Andria Zabala (surfandwrite) | Literary Sexts: 1/?

Giving in to the craze. Finally sinking to the trend. It’s been a year since our tongues first touched and I thought this first one for you would be most appropriate.

You can track all my sexts in this tag.

(via surfandwrite)
Posted 3 weeks ago
Come lay with me. I wanna talk about nothing with someone that means something.