don’t you hate it when youre in a relationship but the other person doesn’t know
i don’t smoke pot… i’m just smoking hot.
“i don’t remember the last time i felt like i could breathe theres a fucking hole in my chest where my lungs and heart should be i have this constant feeling that I’m bursting into flames and then the wind storms in and scatters my ashes over and over how is it possible i can feel everything and nothing at once am i dead inside or in love with the world i don’t know what to do or who i am i don’t know anything anymore all i know is i don’t have much time left and I’m fading away why doesn’t anyone notice I’m going insane I’m not okay nothing is okay everything is going wrong and i can’t breathe i can’t breathe i can’t breathe”
SEPTEMBER IS OVER. LET THE MONTH OF HALLOWEEN BEGIN
Some of the very best subtitles
the sexual tension when u and ur crush are online on fb at the same time and u just stare at their lil green dot
and suddenly you know what gatsby felt like
This is actually the most profound and appropriate literary allusion I’ve encountered so far this week.
oh my god
happy halloween. its fucking halloween every day from now until the end of october. happy fucking halloween
Running seems like a great idea until you actually start running
Sex seems like a fun idea until your bent over a bar stool in the back if a club your too young for about to be plowed by a tall dark man named Mike
i feel as though we’ve had different experiences