[billskarsg0d]

“Girl what’s wrong with you? Come back down [...] And if it ain't one thing, it's another And you need someone to pull you out the bubbles”

[gnarhh]

people will talk shit about you no matter what you do, so do whatever the fuck makes you happy.

[bifanoland]

[112196355]

[rohie-deactivated20191102]

https://instagram.com/p/Bi5axycDyLr/

[stvrdvstbb]

me as fuck

[thinkphilo-unactive]

maybe it’s a good thing… that we don’t always get what we want.

[night-rooms]

text on mustard yellow

[treygotguap]

[goblinny-deactivated20180723]

A whole mood

[styleseverus]

[1000drawings]

[imposer]

[softwinegf]

Months/ pt. 2

[astrodickology]

How much cum do I have to swallow to cure my depression

[driflloon]

ashish fw17

[re-place-ablee]

Still got love for some people I know I’ll never talk to again.

[loveserum-deactivated20191021]

“I think my heart is healing. She’s prettier than me, but I think that makes it easier because now I can convince myself that she simply had more to offer and that my shortcomings and inability to be loved did not come in to play like all those nights you screamed at me on the front porch to let you in. I sleep in the middle of my bed now, utterly free to move around without the restraint of your arms pulling me against you. I only sometimes wonder if you wake up cold after she steals the blue wool blanket that I spent so many nights wrapped up in. I called you out of habit when I was walking drunk down Landis Avenue before realizing that ex boyfriends don’t pick up their drunk ex girlfriends on Tuesday nights, not the way you used to pull up with a promise to keep me safe, always. I don’t care if you hold her hair back. I no longer want to crash the car when your favorite band comes on the radio. I caught myself humming to one of their songs the other day and I did not once think of you or how that song played in your car when you kissed me for the first time, saying you hope you see me again soon. I hope you don’t make love to her to the same songs you did me, but I know you do. I think my heart is healing in the sense that I’m no longer sad, but most nights I don’t feel happy either. Just please don’t hurt her the way you’ve hurt me, maybe one of us will come out of this alright.”

— (via sorryish)

[arianagrandesource]

arianagrande: lavender