Little Spoon:

  • feeling safe and secured
  • it feels so warm mmmm
  • straight to sleep bc comfy

Big Spoon:

  • face full of hair
  • one dead arm 
  • awkward boner

(Source: virginsacrificer)

1:07 am  •  24 March 2014  •  166,649 notes


do you ever get stressed about all the things you have to do and instead of doing the things you gotta do you kinda shut down and do nothing

1:06 am  •  24 March 2014  •  42,316 notes
Look, let’s give it up. Let’s just lay around and make love and take walks and talk a little. Let’s drive down and look at the ocean. It’s only 45 minutes. Let’s play games in the arcades. Let’s go to the races, the Art Museum, the boxing matches. Let’s have friends. Let’s laugh. This kind of life like everybody else’s kind of life: it’s killing us.

Charles Bukowski

Everything you love is here

(via lovequotesrus)

(Source: hellanne)

1:01 am  •  24 March 2014  •  12,761 notes
  • me looking at thing: yooooo
  • me looking at price: nooooo
  • 12:57 am  •  24 March 2014  •  501,928 notes




    when ur bra and undies match and ur just like Hell yeah, hell yeah
    Fuckin’ right Fuckin’ right, all right Hell yeah Hell yeah, hell yeah Fuckin’ right Fuckin’ right, all right

    is this really what girls get happy about

    Fuckin’ right Fuckin’ right, all right Hell yeah

    (Source: supernintendogs)

    9:38 pm  •  14 March 2014  •  343,978 notes




    Pro Tip: Don’t tell depressed people how good they have it in comparison to others. They already know and already feel guilty about it. You’re making the problem worse.

    This forever.

    That knowledge is probably a major player in their depression.

    9:37 pm  •  14 March 2014  •  127,364 notes

    November 1st

    I really miss you; we need to hang out a lot more.
    We used to be so close.

    November 23rd

    Seeing you today made me happy.
    I can’t believe we drifted off.
    I am so glad we’re close again.

    December 31st

    I couldn’t go to the party tonight I’m grounded.
    Sorry! I’ll see you tomorrow though.
    I need to talk to you.

    January 1st

    I’ve texted you about 100 times today,
    You haven’t answered any of them.
    I’m scared. I hope it isn’t true.

    January 8th

    Today they pulled us into the gym.
    They told us all what happened.
    They told us the counselors would be open.

    January 26th

    I saw your mom today.
    We didn’t even say a word, we couldn’t.
    I gave her your favorite flowers, pink peonies.
    We cried for hours.

    February 8th

    Your funeral was sad.
    The entire school showed up.
    Yes even the ones who were mean to you.
    I couldn’t talk at the stand, I just cried.

    March 29th

    I haven’t written in a while.
    I don’t know what to say anymore.
    Some mornings I can’t get out of bed.

    April 12th

    I never got the chance to tell you I loved you.
    I mean loved you, loved you. Now you’ll never know.

    April 30th

    I sit by your grave for a few hours everyday.
    The doctors tell me it’s not healthy, I tell them I don’t care.

    May 2nd

    I still love you and it worries me because
    I’ll never love anyone the way I love you.

    May 5th

    I’m scared because I’m starting to forget
    The sound of your voice and
    The way your eyes shine in the sunlight
    And the warmth of your hugs

    May 18th

    I’m sorry I wasn’t there that night.
    It should have never happened.
    I was always supposed to be there for you.

    June 16th

    I haven’t had a sip of alcohol since the accident.
    It’s not fair he lived and you didn’t.
    The police said he was drunk. It’s not fair you died.

    June 19th

    It’s getting bad, I need you here.

    July 9th

    I still love you.

    July 21st

    I’m coming to see what it’s like over where you are.
    I’ll see you soon.

    ― n4ughty-y (via n4ughty-y)
    12:27 am  •  14 March 2014  •  36,984 notes