"Can you see under my skin?
Because you get under it more than anyone else in the universe.
Infact, you’re there so much, you should know me better than I know myself.
So tell me, how should I go about forgetting you?
Come on, don’t hold back.
I know you know.
I only wish that I did too."
— X-ray: Lenna Vanni Laurenzo (via leenavannilaurenzo)
"You’re like fucking fire,
You’re in my fucking veins,
You’re in my fucking head.
You gave me all this damned sexual desire,
You hold those damn reins,
of my stupid heart that you mislead."
— V.E.S (via idontteevenknow)
"Last time I saw you
you were so skinny
and I thought my god
you would be so fragile
so when you pulled me
on top of you to kiss you
I made sure I was extra
careful with your skinny
little body because I
never wanted to hurt you
but apparently you had
other ideas because as
soon as you got the chance
you dropped me and left me
more broken then I ever
thought was possible
but I still could never
want to hurt you"
— Something that looks so fragile might just end up destroying you (via nicolafuentes)
"I still don’t know what love is
And I think that it’s okay
Because not knowing is sort of working
Maybe it’s the only reason you stay"
— Ignorance in a kiss (via politicalsexkitten)


There is a moment after you move your eye away
when you forget where you are
because you’ve been living, it seems,
somewhere else, in the silence of the night sky.

You’ve stopped being here in the world.
You’re in a different place,
a place where human life has no meaning.

You’re not a creature in body.
You exist as the stars exist,
participating in their stillness, their immensity.

Then you’re in the world again.
At night, on the cold hill,
taking the telescope apart.

You realize afterward
not that the image is false
but the relation is false.

You see again how far away
every thing is from every other thing.

Louise Glück, Averno (via borjen)
"It took me months to pick up the pieces
of your broken promises. Pale pink
turned to red and blue turned to purple.
I stitch back the torn pieces of my
happiness and erase every remaining
mark you left on my skin. You kissed me
until my mouth tasted of your name. I bruised
your neck with my words until my name
became your prayer. I wear a dress and ask
myself, Am I pretty enough? And
I know, I will never be. But a far too familiar
knock on the door told me that I am indeed
of beauty. You came running back into my
arms with pleas to take you back. My
skin misses your warmth, my hands miss
the words you kiss upon them, my heart yearns
for your love that puts the stars to shame,

you said. But I tell you this, when you walked
out the door, I changed the lock and threw away
the key you always kept under the potted plant.
Darling, you’re no longer welcome once
you leave a person’s entirety in broken pieces."
some people are not worth the second chance | mediwriter (via mediwriter)

"I am jack’s shitty internet"


"I am jack’s shitty internet"



i’ll be sleeping again tonight 
with loneliness by my side, 
blanketed  with memories of
you and what used to be.


Let’s get stoned and fall in love with every word we say to one another.



boy: haha, you’re really cute for a black girl ;)
me: thanks! you’re alright for a white boy ;D
boy: … that’s kind of a weird thing to say, but okay lol


That was literally my face before even seeing the gif.

Because Mary keeps me sane.

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