"Please god grant me the strength not to sit on his lap"

I adore this movie.




Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 
I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside
of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.
The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told
me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded
my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.
I had stars in my lungs but I burned them
all out with the cigarettes I was smoking
to get you the fuck out of my throat. The
flowers growing at the bottoms of my 
stomach are dead. Apparently you  
can’t water flowers with vodka.
I had the sky in my veins but it’s
been pretty fucking stormy since I
ripped them open. I had planets 
on the tip of my tongue but
the debris from the shattered 
remains of “us” have been
crashing into them. I was
everything. And then I met
you and we were everything.
Now you’re fucking some
blonde girl who gets
high all the time and
I’m a fucking

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever


this is way better than pretty much everything we did in literature.
We’re not something, but we’re not nothing.
i said this to myself in my head when i was inexcusably drunk one night at a party and saw this guy (of mine?) giving his hands, his heart and his admiration to someone else. i couldn’t be mad because he wasn’t mine, but he also wasn’t hers either (via floricawild)

(via li-sss)

She drinks black coffee even though she doesn’t really like the taste.
When someone I’m close to was asked to describe me to somebody who’d never met me before, he said a number of things. Except, he didn’t describe my outside appearance. Instead, he described tiny details he’d noticed about me over time, and this is one of my favourites. (via lemondais)

(via li-sss)

The devil doesn’t come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns. He comes as everything you’ve ever wished for.
Tucker Max, Assholes Finish First (via golden-needle)

(Source: larmoyante, via li-sss)



hung out with him at the last night 🚬💖

miss yoU

I think I might always be in some kind of love with you.
F. Cabanes (via stevenbong)

(Source: pinkrobotboogaloo, via li-sss)



― The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014) "People fear they won’t get what they want."

still need to watch this gah