DEATHWISH // DEATHBED

i told myself to never write about love, i told myself to stick to what I know. the more i learn, the more i learn how much i don't. my d e s i r e to create & get higher suppresses my urge to want to die right here, to die right now. i want to bury my pain into something & someone else. i'm always looking for an outlet, a being or thing to love. a new outlet for my s u f f e r i n g, chopping up the latest creative drug & i take it to the brain when i breathe it in. the steam, the trip, the energy i get, it's only for one moment. it's strange using your arm like an 8-ball. & using you like a one night stand & most people won't u n d e r s t a n d + var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5341558"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

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whats up, i’m moving. 

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whats up, i’m moving. 

[taraknowless]

I love you

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° • ✦ SNAP ;

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bellefolies.

      DAMIAN :   i’m in the middle of rolling a joint       DAMIAN :   well , that’s sorta important to me but how could i say no to you       DAMIAN :   have you tried telling them to fuck off ?

    KELSEY :   roll me one too, thanks     KELSEY :   you’re honestly ? the best person alive i owe you a million     KELSEY :   i’m trying NOT to start shit, or i would’ve

° • ✦ SNAP ;

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bellefolies.

      DAHLIA :   okay … can i ask why …..       DAHLIA :   do i have a say in this matter ??       DAHLIA :    is that thing even clean i’m not hanging it on my wall unless it is

     ERIK :   because it’s AWESOME ? and i got it for ten bucks ??      ERIK :   good question ! u don’t tbh      ERIK :   you can inspect it or whatever next time i see you

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°• ✦ destinatiia.

CULT OF PERSONALITY — VARSITY.

        ‘   my body is a   BURDEN   and i’m trying to put    s o m e   weight on you.   ’

       ‘   sounds kind of   e m o,   not really sure i’m    QUALIFIED   for all that.    ’ 

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° • ✦ SNAP ;

( @bellefolies. )

KELSEY: wyd KELSEY: and if it’s not anything important can u come get me KELSEY: people are trying to talk to me about charities and my plans after college

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° • ✦ SNAP ;

( @bellefolies​. )

ERIK: bought a stuffed deer from some dude on the street for ten bucks ERIK: since my dad probably won’t let me hang it in our living room wall i’m gonna hang it on yours ERIK: spend most of my time there anyway lmao

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LIKE this for SNAPCHAT starter.

[lostwolfy-deactivated20160427]

I used to punch walls until my knuckles bled because I was filled with rage and anger, now I punch walls until they bleed just to fucking feel something, or to at least try.

(via joellewritcs)

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[richardmaddan]

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whiimsicals.

she didn’t want to smile at him but she couldn’t help it, he always knew what to say to her. “no she also has your ugly toes.” she teased and giggled. she started to walk instead of waiting in front of the coffee shop. she had so many questions for him, she probably had a new one for everyday he was gone, and now she had no idea where to start. “ so where did you go…” 

seeing reena smile had made it to the list of things sawyer was dying to witness again since he decided to come back, it brought him ease, like maybe he could be forgiven. walking along beside her he chuckles, shaking his head, “she’ll grow into them.” he says, unsure of where they’re going but he’d follow her anywhere. “uh, a bit of everywhere. not sure where to start, new orleans, la, kansas, arizona. with some of the guys for a few places, kind of separated from them after some time.”

[superhaq-deactivated20160607]

Don’t do that to her. Don’t just vanish. You’ll leave her thinking about you every morning when she wakes up and every night before she goes to sleep, for a long, long time. Wondering what happened. Wondering whether she should still worry, or even care about you. Glancing at her phone all the time, hoping that the glow will reflect your name on the screen. Ignoring the fact that deep down she knows it won’t. You’ll become her biggest distraction. She won’t be able to concentrate, and she’ll see pieces of you in everyone she meets. Don’t leave her embarrassed to tell anyone she misses you, or feeling like she’ll look pathetic if she tells them she still loves you. Holding in her feelings and struggling to believe she’s better than this. Don’t be a ghost. Don’t fuck with her head like that. Just don’t. It’s not fair. She’s worth more than that, and you know it.

Because I know how it feels to be haunted // © Superhaq™ (via superhaq)

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whiimsicals.

“then lets get out of here !!” she exclaimed before getting into her car. as they walked into the well known restaurant eyes were all over them. “i think we’re screwed.” she murmured before letting a small giggle escape her body. ordering her daily bowl she found a table all the way in the back for the two of them. “so what happened to you and her?” she asked with bravery in her voice instead of allowing her timorous personality take over her voice. “thought you two were endgame.” she joked with a smirk.  

biting into his burrito caden almost wished he didn’t hear her question. brows raise and he’s shrugging, swallowing his words and his food.  “i don’t know, just didn’t work out i guess. we said we’d still be friends or whatever but i haven’t talked to her since, kind of funny but it doesn’t matter.” a conversation he wasn’t completely onboard with, but it didn’t matter, it was apart of the past. “and it’s just weird, you know ? all the drama that came with us getting together seems dumb now.”

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whiimsicals.

“yeah…you didn’t know.” she mocked nodding at him and putting her sunglasses so he couldn’t see her eyes rolling any longer. reena didn’t want him to know that he was getting any sort of emotion out of her. “her name is macie.” she finished for him and looked down at the stroller watching her fall asleep. he could see him looking at their daughter, she could tell he was genuine about him not knowing so she sighed at him. “she has your eyes.”

“macie,” he repeated in a whisper. it was beyond him, despite his knowledge he still couldn’t believe that the child in front of him could’ve possibly been his ; although, at the same time it wasn’t as far fetched, because serena was right, she had his eyes. “yeah, i mean.” he begins, gaze shifting back towards his ex - girlfriend. “good thing she has your everything else, wouldn’t be as cute with my nose or something.”

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whiimsicals.

veronica’s everyday life didn’t really change significantly. she went to school, to work, to parties, and then would wake up to do it all again, but the emptiness she felt in her soul and min was a big enough change. “you don’t even call me anymore vi..” she said with a pitiful laugh. “sometimes i roll over in our bed with our dog and you’re just not there, and even when you were there, you weren’t. i got used to it, you being gone, but then i would look over at my phone and there would always be a voicemail because you needed me, now not so much. she rambled on with a shrug. “ sure i’m needed, but i’m replaceable & and this feeling, this numbness, is what i’m replaced with. “ 

a repeated argument without an end, and although she spoke of it within the moment they were locked behind a stranger's door violetta didn’t feel defensive, she felt guilty. staring straight into the source of all their problems, the love of her life high and defeated, a replication of many the lonely nights she decided her thoughts became impressively too loud. “i know, i know you don’t believe that i think so, but try, yeah ? this is my fault.” she spoke the last words to fall from her lips slowly, in order to make them more credible, despite the pain inflicted on her as they surfaced, because if she knew then why would she risk all this misery ? something vi couldn’t figure out for herself. “listen to me ronnie, i love you more than anything, and i am stupid, and i am sorry, and you are worth more than everything i’ve done to you. don’t think any less.”