when are you ever going to see

that i’m no longer what i seem to be

i am the ever-changing sands

that slip through your fingers


pouring into the cracks

of the forgotten places

in your soul

and by the time you notice the tiny grains

they will have formed a

desperate dark desert, 

desolately decaying 

within you

but it will be far




Kill me
It’d hurt a lot less.


i just need my neck kissed 

(via phantomae)


Mayday Parade- Miserable At Best

i wish you loved me as much as you love them.

i wish you showed that you love me as much as you show them (and everyone, for that matter)

i wish it didn’t feel like you’re ashamed of me or…like you’re trying to hide me away. like it’s a sin to love me. a sin to acknowledge my presence, my existence. like it’s a crime to associate with me.

i wish you’d remember what it was like to know me.

it seems like you’ve forgotten.


Lydia Beesley and Franziska Klein in “Dream Weavers” by Zena Holloway for How To Spend It, May 2014 

  • parents: you need to go out more
  • parents: you need to exercise more
  • parents: YOU'RE GOING OUT FOR A WALK??? YOU?????
  • parents: why are you getting angry


im alive but only ironically

(via pizza)


People who say sadness doesn’t hurt physically apparently never experienced feeling so sad. I’ve felt it in my legs, my jaw, my head, my quivering lips, aching eyes, and my aching chest. It hurts my chest the most because it literally feels like your heart is in pain.

(via pizza)


Having a cute waiter like I’ll have the chicken with a side of that dick

(via pizza)


reasons to date me

  • no pressure to wear pants in my presence
  • or any clothes at all really
  • but it’s up to you
  • u can be big spoon or little spoon
  • totally your choice
  • i’m always ready to make out
  • aLwaYs
  • also u don’t even have to buy me things just maybe an ice cream cone every once in a while that’s it 
  • i’ll let you lick it though
  • i mean the ice cream cone
  • well not just the ice cream cone

(via phantomae)

(Source: littlegirlslut, via phantomae)