We all know how it goes The more it hurts, the less it shows But I still feel like they all know And that’s why I could never go back home
Sun Bleached Flies - Ethel Cain @mothercain
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We all know how it goes The more it hurts, the less it shows But I still feel like they all know And that’s why I could never go back home
Sun Bleached Flies - Ethel Cain @mothercain
i want to be WOOED!!! i want to be ADORED!!! fuck anyone who says it’s “cheesy” or “a cliche” i want to be ROMANCED!!!
[me after getting abducted and chained up in some stalker's basement] i would like you to understand that your desire for me is not genuine. you would have abducted anyone, had they been in the right place at the right time. the real tragedy here is that you believed your hunger for genuine love could ever be satisfied when we are all fundamentally unknowable to each other [i don't shut up until they get sick of me and kill me]
saying “i love you” is so freeing though, like your best friend does a silly dance in the parking lot so you say “i love you” or your partner says something rly dumb but it makes you laugh so you say “i love you” or one of your parents brings you some of the food they cooked so you say “i love you” it’s so freeing and pure and human so maybe we should say “i love you” a little more often
a lot of people (cowards) don’t like mint ice cream. i’m not one of them
some “doctor” peoples who went to “medical school” and “understand the functionings of the human body”: Diet Coke isn’t good for you bc the chemicals destroy ur body
me: 🙄 okie dokie … quack…
user truewarrirorslight on page 48 of a forum I’m reading at 2:45 am: Diet Coke can interfere with how you develop ur psychic powers bc of the chemicals in it
me: yoooooo Diet Coke is Not Healthy!!!
rawest fucking hozier lyrics in no particular order:
i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight
heat of her breath in my mouth; im alive
i’d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground
idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword
and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came
every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside
the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen
if I was born as a blackthorn tree i’d wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies
some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do
before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea
betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight
i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me
screaming the name of a foreigner’s god; the purest expression of grief
sweet and right and merciful, i’m all but washed in the tide of her breathing
but you don’t know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you
so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you
my head was war, my skin was soaked, I called your name ‘til the fever broke
be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking
remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn
true but how could you forget:
my peace has always been dependent, on all the ashes in my wake
I’m somewhere outside my life, babe, I keep scratching but somehow I can’t get in
And the nights were as dark as my baby, And half as beautiful too
lemme just add
true that love in withdrawal was the weeping of me, that the sound of the saw must be known by the tree
if secrets were like seeds, then i’m lying on the marble marvel of the flowers you have made
why would make out in words a cage for your own bird, when it sings so sweet the screaming, heaving fuckery of the world
oh now youve gone and done it
use this to instantly become irresistible to women
dear followers, today I offer you incredibly niche content that is deeply fulfilling to me first and only. tomorrow? The Same
fuck summer i want it to be dark and misty and frigid and october
i… fucking… love…. wamen
i love how i just made this post in a fleeting moment of lesbianism and all the wlws started reblogging it. THATS gay culture baby
me: love wamen
every wlw on this website:
oh FUCK
peak intimacy: kissing someone’s inner wrist
Ok I’ve had it *makes a stew*
my secret agenda is actually just to sit in your room and show you my favorite songs while you explain different things you have on your wall or your desk to me