sometimes when im stressed out and don’t have my ipod i’ll just call a hotline and listen to their smooth elevator jazz
fucking cuddle with me you bitch
to be liars and fakers
from a young age:
No, I’m not hungry.
Wow, that feels great.
No, I don’t blame you.
Yes, I love you.
No, I’m fine.
when you and your friend see someone you hate
I just made the most inhuman noise
WHEN IT REALIZES THE PERSON IS STILL THERE AND GOES BACK TO BEING ‘DEAD’oh my god
|—||What my relationships have taught me. (via lozzat)|