skarodegradation:

kanyemotherfuckingwest:

shavingryansprivates:

remember when we were kids and we used to all sing that demented version of the barney song where it was like “i hate you you hate me let’s go out and kill barney”

i don’t remember ever doing this. you were a fucked up kid

i hate you

you hate me

let’s go out an kill barney

with a baseball bat

and a 4x4

NO MORE PURPLE DINOSAUR

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You will meet a tall dark stranger and he will fuck your shit up.
We don’t know why, some kind of cosmic joke.
It is terrifying how little you will be able to control yourself.
The bills will go unpaid. There will be flies in the kitchen.
A smile will insist on flirting with your lips. Too much
of a good thing will chew you up and swallow you whole.
The moon is in your house and has nothing to say
about all your nonsense. Now may be a good time to go
on a long journey. The stars think you need to clear your head.
The stars think you need to run.

Your Latest Horoscope - Clementine Von Radics
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  • 3 weeks ago

“It’s just so strange.
You used to love me,
and now you’re a stranger
who happens to know all
of my secrets”

-Clementine von Radics

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The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts.

Marcus Aurelius, Meditations (via observando)
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I’ve been trying to make sense of something that doesn’t make any sense at all. As much as I love you and wanted you to stay, you didn’t and that’s it. That’s the end of it.

I get that people leave, I just didn’t think that you were going to be one of them.

- JRW

(via toooshorttobeastormtrooper)
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nosdrinker:

more-of-a-book-girl:

nosdrinker:

hey no offense to england but why are you guys so bad at soccer

*Football

It’s soccer when america wins more games than you

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I don’t want you to come running to me
Like you never left.
I’m not an abandoned house.
And if I ever was, I certainly was not yours.
Don’t enter and make yourself at home.
I’m not your last resort
On an island paradise
Away from your crumbling world.

I don’t want you to come running to me
Like a confused lover to his girl,
Like an agnostic to a God.
See, you either come, knowing you will stay,
Or don’t even bother.
Don’t bother leaving my doors and windows open
Shaking a storm in every room
Causing havoc and pain
And then finding the next taxi out of town
Only to ride back when the Winter is harsh.

I am not a holiday.
I am not for rent.
I am not an annual event.
So if you leave,

Never come back.

A Poem To Sadness, W.J. (via cascadingletters)
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satisfiedparadise:

I don’t know why i even bother getting crushes on people because its not like i’m going to end up dating them anyway so like its such a waste of feelings

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You don’t ever really let go, though. You don’t stop. You don’t stop hurting, you don’t stop loving. It doesn’t go away, you just keep living and eventually things get pushed into the background of your life so it’s not consuming you every day. And then one day you know you’re okay. It still hurts, you still miss that person. And yeah, you forget the details. The way she smelled, the way her mouth tasted, how her skin felt, the sound of her voice. It’s almost like a different life, a different person that loved her, was with her. But on a day-to-day level, you know you’re okay. Sort of.

Falling Into You (Jasinda Wilder)

:’(

(via sesmith9412)
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You can actually feel it.

You can actually tell and feel when you’re starting to fade away from someone. The conversations get shorter, they get less meaningful, less exciting. You can feel the wall that’s coming up between you two. And then in the end, you’re back to being strangers.

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