Another Stoner

Rather miss drugs then you. IG-babyyygirl.cam

[littlewizbayy]

weight of sound // stickfigure

[diamonds-in-dirt-blog]

I hate you. I hate how you smile. I hate how your laugh is my favorite song. I hate how your eyes are such a light beautiful brown in the sun, I hate how they look when its dark and their almost black. I hate how passionate you are when you talk about cars or your stupid bmx shit. I hate how you're all put together with your dumb job. I hate how you look when your focused on something important. I hate how you crinkle your nose when you think something is weird or gross. I hate how I imagine our non existence future. I hate when something reminds me of you. I hate how I’m addicted to all the things you do. I hate how you call be babygirl. I hate how much you appreciate all the small things. I hate how you thought I was beautiful even at my worst time. I hate how you were always there no matter what. I hate how you left suddenly. I hate how thought I could save you. I hate you for giving me hope.I hate you. I hate you so fucking much I’m bleeding tears just thinking about it. I hate how I miss you everyday. But I hate myself most of all for loving every single dark, beautiful, weird things about you.

[diamonds-in-dirt-blog]

“we have the same sadness.”-C.S.

(via diamonds-in-dirt)

[wideworldofdrew]

Definitely my favorite kind of bruises.

[barbiefornia]

[diamonds-in-dirt-blog]

He was never a bad person,he just did bad things.

8:44 PM thoughts. (via diamonds-in-dirt)

[diamonds-in-dirt-blog]

“Cameron?” “Yes grandma?” “Your beautiful blue eyes get dimmer each year.” her eyes start to water. “What happened to you?” My throat clogged, I didn’t have words to express what had fully happened. Even now my head can’t comprehend everything that did happen. So I swallowed the lump in my throat and blinked away the tears that were started to form and I stretched my lips into what I hoped resembled a smile. “Nothing happened.”

-we both know that I was lying. (via diamonds-in-dirt)

[everyoneeeleaves-blog]

Me: *just wants to cuddle and do drugs*

[drinkt0forget-deactivated202303]

This mental illness is very odd. One day, waves are crashing against my skull sending it shaking, and the next, the sun is shining and everything is clear and calm.

I don’t know how to handle these high and lows. (via drinkt0forget)

[vodka-acid]

[broken-from-memories]

via TumbleBoard for iPhone and iPad

[wnq-writers]

Writing is therapy for the soul.

tobiojo  (via wnq-writers)

[diamonds-in-dirt-blog]

Hi I’m Cameron, I like weed.

[lostgirl162]

[diamonds-in-dirt-blog]

“I kept myself busy today, I ran errands with my Dad’s girlfriend. I leave for Colorado tommorow where she says I’ll discover a piece of myself. But I already know where the missing pieces are. They are with you, you thief.”

My unwritten message. Day 4 (via diamonds-in-dirt)

[diamonds-in-dirt-blog]

“I didn’t get out of bed until 1:57 because I was day dreaming about our nonexistent future. We were having a son, your sister came over and found me sleeping she woke me up and we made chocolate chip cookies. Then i got tired and went back to bed. You came home kissed me on my forehead, nose,cheeks, and lips and then took a shower. I cut it off because my chest started to get heavy but I didn’t cry. I didn’t cry. Is that improvement?”

My unwritten message. Day 2 (via diamonds-in-dirt)

[diamonds-in-dirt-blog]

“ I thought a lot about you today. Some posts on tumblr reminded me of how much I miss you. Also on facebook I know right who goes in facebook? Me I get bored but I saw this stupid video with all these I miss our old talk texts and God it just fucking killed me. My chest still feels heavy. It’s like everyday something reminds me of you. I met this super sweet guy he says cheesy things and makes me feel wanted, I never have to second guess anything with him. He’s safe’s everything your not, he’s so sweet and good to me. But he’s not you. He’ll never be. God I wish he was. It’s so hard everyday, the littlest things. It could be a song, or something you used to do, or when someone mentions something you like, I just fucking miss you asshole. I still remember this first night we talked you were so dumb and goofy I wish you were still that guy. I just miss being apart of you apart of your life. I think I loved because you were everything I wanted to be, you made feel at peace, I felt at home, and now your gone. How much pain do you think fits inside one person? How much longer am I gonna be able to live with all that pain? Just come back please.”

My unwritten message to him. Day 1. (via diamonds-in-dirt)

[softmami-deactivated20150529]

shout out to the girls who don’t fully love themselves yet. take ya time hun it’s all about you.