do not fall in love with people like me.
i will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. i will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. and when i leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.


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like honestly, sleeping next to someone is the nicest thing. like when you half wake up at 4am and squeeze them or they move in tighter to you. lovely.

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self positivity is f*cking great!!! u think ur cool??? then ur cool!!! u think ur cute??? then ur hella cute!!! look at you go. so amazing

(via puh-laawd)

"I’m mentally ill. I’m chemically dependent. I’m eating disordered. I’m culpable. I’m contentious. I’m a vestige. I’m a ghost that has amnesia. I’m a nomad that can’t remember how she got here. I’m the stone you lay flowers before as some sad form of proof that you remember those that are gone. I’m bills that go unpaid on purpose. I’m the standard definition of spoiled/good girl gone bad/wasted potential/a parent’s disappointment. I am incoherent alibis and increasingly poor excuses. I am empty bodies/empty wallets/empty promises/empty plastic bags. I am the prescriptions we pray for. I am the addictions we pay for. I’m the year you don’t remember and the pain you can’t forget. I’m every cliche reason you have for hating yourself. I’m eighteen wasted years; All spent preparing to leave the nest, only to break my own wing at the last minute. I’m ashamed to say I think I may have done this on purpose."
- "I Could Never Write A Real About Me" (via girlchoking)

(Source: adderalldust, via crookedbitch)