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Until this moment, I did not know that styrofoam doesn’t go in the microwave.
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I am probably being ridiculous.
That is okay. I will assess that in the morning.
But for now, exhausted me can’t handle a persistent ex wanting to talk “just once”. I definitely can’t handle how he thinks it’s noble that he waited until after I took my GRE. That’s not so much noble as being a fuckass.
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This is a story.
I do not want to go downstairs to eat. I do not want to go for a cigarette. I am willing my bladder to be superhuman. I am glad my drugs are in my room, but I do not have my whiskey.
All this over one beautiful girl. One girl who laid down on my floor and left her mark and weaseled into my heart.
I’m scared because of the way he looks at me. I’m scared because I know he’ll tell me he loves me. I’m scared of all the possible things he could do to me. He used to be nothing but a silent ghost, but now he is a poltergeist, banging on my door.
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This isn’t okay.
This isn’t okay this isn’t okay this isn’t okay. Please just go away and stay gone. It took me years to move on, and now you’re pulling this shit.
You make me want to disappear into nothing.
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