Lost in Dreams//Come Back Later
My heart hurts but the words stitch it back together.


Taking mental health advice from pastry recipes.
October 1st, 2014
October 1st, 2014


Painfully average looking with a great sense of humor and always down to get drunk

September 30th, 2014


fat isn’t an insult skinny isn’t a compliment they’re just words describing body types please drill that in your heads

September 30th, 2014
Reblog if you want one of these in your askbox:
  • A compliment
  • A story
  • Why you follow me
  • If you met me what would you do
  • A cute message
  • One thing you want to tell me
  • One thing you want to know about me
September 30th, 2014


We all know that feeling, vending machine

#i am also full of snacks and darkness
September 30th, 2014


let’s play a game called “are you staring at me because im hot or ugly”

September 30th, 2014

my fingers itch with the words that I don’t know how to write
so instead I unhinge my tightly locked jaw and spew out
how I miss your fingers tapping on the counter
and how everything smells different now
because you’re unmistakably missing from the equation
and I was never good at math but I can see that this formula isn’t balanced
and without you my side is sinking and everything seems
so much more negative than positive.

my throat contracts and suddenly it is hard to breathe because
I see someone who looks like you and I die inside
just like I did when you slammed the door
just like I did when you didn’t come back for your things
just like I do every morning when I wake up alone
even in the middle of July everything feels cold
without you

I was told once that what ifs are poison
they seep out from the past into the present and then
completely ruin the future with your face
I mean honestly how can you expect me not to think about
how my life is just an epilogue to the love story that never was
never sent to the editor, what remains is raw
I am raw
I am cracked
I am alone

don’t think that I’m trying to make my broken soul romantic
because the shards are anything but pretty
they cut through me every time I open my eyes
and see that my world no longer includes you
they slice ribbons through my dreams when I think
of how I can’t go on without you
because I am too weak to survive on my own

don’t pity my
don’t feel sorry for me
just don’t do the same thing
I’ll get better someday
when I forget what my name sounded like
from your lips when you sighed
when I forget what my reflection looked like
in your eyes
when I forget how it felt to be loved by you.


- i looked out the window this morning and the birds seemed to chirp your name- gotacuppa (via gotacuppa)
September 30th, 2014



when ur friends are cool and talented and ur just



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im gonna lose more weight and get tattooed and be super hot soon just you wait

September 30th, 2014

you are outside friend, second-best. a phone with internet
and not a single person you could chat with.

she brings you over to her bonfire, you are shaky hand
holding too-thin punch. everyone sits so close to each other
that their breathing matches pace. you stand
rather than get in the way.

you see her and feel sunrise but you know you are
melting creamsicle creation, you only mess her up

but she says she can see autumn in you, she can see
oversized sweaters and halloween

you have always been unsure sand underfoot and
she made your childhood into candy corn
and sweet-smelling candles and
ticker tape parades

you should have been warning-sign,
danger lights and she doesn’t even know
about the life that she saved

she holds your hand tight, begs you to come with,
you stand awkwardly outside her circle of friends
and watch her deep-sky smile. you think the only reason
people know you is because she makes you
the happiest you’ve ever been

but goddamn did you fuck up hard
when you fell for your best friend.


- Sodium Borate: part 3/9 in a series // r.i.d (via inkskinned)
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