(Source: jcapislove)
I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it.
Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via larmoyante)
As your girlfriend, I will make it my duty to make you turned on at the most inappropriate of times.
(Source: whotoldyouu)
What are you afraid of?
You are so beautiful, so cute, so lucky to be alive.
Eighteen is too young to be so sad.
You don’t care about anyone as much as they will care about you.
Cheer up, my friend.
Relax.
Take a breath.
You are so many things.
Would you care if I died?
If I never came home?
I could have left, too.
I’m scared.
You look more like your mother every day.
I want you to fuck me. I want you to cum for me.
Please.
I’d really like to kiss you right now.
But this is all just misplaced energy.
I can’t smoke a cigarette with you.
Tell me if you stop loving me.
You are not allowed to love.
Stop thinking so much.
Relax.
Stop.
Stop caring so much about things that don’t matter.
Words are not a career.
Write the truth, but don’t write your truth.
How can one person be so destructive and so beautiful.
How come you don’t believe in Home?
I want everything inside of you.
I want you to give me your world.
Sleep.
No one will love you the way he loves you.
No one wants to watch you burn.
You selfish bitch.
The world will never remember you.
No matter how much you scream.
No matter how much you curse.
Fuck you.
If getting over me is too hard you can always fuck the pain away.
You are the biggest liar that I have ever met.
Thank you for telling me the truth.
I bought your book just to burn it.
I know you were hurt.
Why don’t you cry?
It’s going to be okay.
This is all just misplaced
energy.
“things people have said without thinking i’d remember,” Shinji Moon (via commovente)
(Source: bookjunkie26)
I. I was the first person to teach you that love was not always a white light to a ship lost at sea.
II. On my worst days, the sky was a festering wound that wouldn’t heal. I didn’t want to be that to you.
III. On my worst days, you were the only word I could say without clenching my fists.
IV. I really did love you, I just couldn’t claw my way out of the ground to do it properly.
V. None of this was your fault.
VI. I’m sorry I was your lighthouse. I’m sorry you couldn’t see the wall of rocks on my shore.
A poem begins with a lump in the throat.
Robert Frost (via scabpicker)
(Source: words-in-lines)
(Source: piercinald)
If I tell you all my secrets would you tell me all your lies
And when I stop writing her letters
I want her to know that it’s because
I have someone that makes me feel the same exact way that she does
And I will not deny the privilege to someone else who wants my love
I have stitched a mask of confidence and I wear it like a glove
And a man that knows what he’s talking, spoke to me today
He said that no ones going to listen until you mean every word you say
So if you can’t find the feeling, you better learn to lie
And if you know we’re gonna fail, then there’s no point to even try
No point to try, no point try, no point to try
haha but its so old!
