If I told you How many times I’ve sat alone On the shower floor, I promise, You’d cry too.
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If I told you How many times I’ve sat alone On the shower floor, I promise, You’d cry too.
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I'm sorry for everyday you sat at a clock wondering if you would hear from me I'm sorry for every argument that ended in my having won through bitterness blackmail, manipulation, excuses I'm sorry that when you knew I was wrong I told you I was right I'm sorry that every time a party ended I didn't know what to do I'm sorry I never quite knew what to say This is a train wreck and if it helps you feel less sad I don't write anymore
the only way to apologise
you once told me you loved everything about a simple cigarette the bitter taste of tobacco on your tongue the still and clouded feeling in your head the smooth elegant tease of smoke on your clothes I, here in a room we never knew can barely remember your homely lips that feeling of irresistible and perfect haze or the way the scent of you once clung to me like the butt of one of those cigarettes When I think now about that simple statement I realise truly that what you loved was the thought of being craved the idea of someone waking and despite their attempts needing you and as hard as I may try, I would surrender to that taste, that feeling and that scent if there was even the slightest inclination that you might want me to but unlike a simple cigarette there's never another one of you
22/11/16
me: i’m so fucking sad i’m never going to feel happiness ever agai marina: RULE NUMBER ONE me:
caught the bae sleepin
now why would u waste a perfectly good pizza:(
that “waste” happens to be my wife getting her beauty sleep. think before you speak
Couldn’t have said it better myself
me: oh my god please let me concentrate for once my shit brain: Ra Ra Rasputin. Russia’s Greatest Love Machine.
Here you go, Tumblr. A little burst of pride for the 1st of Pride (the calendar month previously known as June).
And here’s how to get pride material in your dashboard all month long (and beyond): Go to the pride search and hit “Follow.” Enjoy!
I FUCKING MISS AMY WINEHOUSE
We say hello, but we mean "I'm back" Maybe for the first time Never for the last We call on a Sunday When the coffee kicks in Roulette when I need it, my secret sin A diamond disguise I'll draw on my lip Lies upon lies until one of us slips You are second hand smoke Hard to ignore I think I've always known I'd want you more Ladies of the jury As an exhibit I stand Tear it all down with an unyielding hand How could you? You'll ask Do something so sad? My grief I will owe to a torturous lad