if you let me have my way i swear i'll tear you apart
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slayboybunny:

dont ask me for relationship advice because i will always just tell you to break up w/ them and throw their shit in a dumpster because i do not understand the concept of allowing anyone to treat you poorly this is a zero tolerance zone 

(via jmauriarty)

rotten-tears:

friendshipisalpaca:

rotten-tears:

what the heckies does “:3c” means

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OOOOOH

(via aleksonfire)

compasswaters:

100% of people who tell you you’re too sensitive are saying it because they don’t want to be held responsible for your reaction when they mistreat you

(via captsnigs)

My hair smells like the ocean and there’s still sand on my ankles I need to shower but the couch is so comfy and ugh summer can’t be ending in two weeks.

….I’m about five shades darker than my natural skin tone at this point..

"And it’s hard to hate someone once you understand them."

- Lucy Christopher, Stolen: A Letter to My Captor (via thesoundofacolour)

(Source: larmoyante, via thesoundofacolour)

communismkills:

P.S. The real world isn’t going to accommodate you and your “comfort.” When you get off Tumblr, there aren’t any trigger warnings. Wearing a nametag with your “gender identity” on it would be absolutely laughable. You’ll have to learn to be an adult and deal with people without being psychotic and wishing death on them.

(via epoxyangel)

thesoundofacolour:

 

I wanna see you tonight,
Would you come for a drive?
You can lean into me
If you ain’t been in love for a while.

hellojessinadress:

(This is the end.)
This story’s old but it goes on and on until we disappear,
(This is the calm.)
Calm me and let me taste the salt you breathed while you were underneath,
(We are the risen.)
I am the one who haunts your dreams of mountains sunk below the sea,
(After the storm.)
I spoke the words but never gave a thought to what they all could mean,
(Rest in the deep.)
I know that this is what you want, a funeral keeps both of us apart.
(Washed up on the beach.)
You know that you are not alone, I need you like water in my lungs.

(Source: accomplishmentsrtransient, via dismantlemydisguise)

kingofbastille:

ohhhhh look at me i’m a straight teenage boy and i feel the need to jump and touch the doorframe every time I walk through it

(via bombbombadillo)