exames:

"Spend my days locked in a haze, trying to forget you babe. I fall back down. Gotta stay high all my life to forget I’m missing you."

- Habits (Stay High) by Tove Lo

your-picket-fence:

thewalkingmapal:

sizvideos:

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thewalkingmapal:

sizvideos:

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thewalkingmapal:

sizvideos:

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WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS THE SADDEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY FUCKING LIFE NO GET OUT OMG I’M CRYING


IT ENDS HAPPY THOUGH your-picket-fence:

thewalkingmapal:

sizvideos:

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thewalkingmapal:

sizvideos:

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your-picket-fence:

thewalkingmapal:

sizvideos:

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WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS THE SADDEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY FUCKING LIFE NO GET OUT OMG I’M CRYING

IT ENDS HAPPY THOUGH

(via kkaleidoscope--eyes)

iinquiring:

im-smoking-to-die:

this entire poem destroyed me

this breaks my heart

iinquiring:

im-smoking-to-die:

this entire poem destroyed me

this breaks my heart

(via satanss-mistress)

“Turning you on turns me on.”
— Unknown (via perfect)

(via con-ceal)

Tonight I listened to a voicemail you left me three months ago.
In it, you told me to go fuck myself.
I still remember that night.
I still remember those words rolling off your tongue so gracefully.
I remember wondering how someone so beautiful could be so cruel.

Two months ago I called you at three A.M.
I expected you to ignore it, or to send me to voicemail;
those were two of the things you were best at.
You answered and I felt my heart begin to race;
you probably thought it was because I missed you,
but truthfully it was because I didn’t expect you to answer,
and because I really had to pee.
I asked you how you were and you sat there quietly and confused.
It was like you forgot that I existed and that I was once a part of your life.
You told me “fine” and I smiled.
That was the last conversation we had.
I made sure to let go of you, and every negative word that was said, in a peaceful way.

Fast forward two months, and I still wonder how you are.
I still wonder how your dog is and if you’ve seen any good movies lately.
If you ever heard me say this, you’d probably blush like you used to whenever I said something sweet.
You’d probably think I think these things because I still love you, that I still want you.
But that is not the case.
You see, six months ago I was jumping through hoops to please you.
To make sure that you were happy before myself.
To make sure that I was the one causing your happiness.
But it is not six months ago.
It is now.
And now I simply remember you as a person I gave my soul to.
A person I told secrets to at 4am and fucked to feel a sense of closeness.
A person I loved, yes.
But it is not six months ago.
It is now, and now I miss you.
I miss the way you called randomly just to ask how my day was.
I miss the way you seemed to care, even if you didn’t.
I miss the friendship and the secrets and the stories.
And maybe one day things will be different.
Maybe you’ll call me on a Tuesday afternoon and ask how my day was.
These are the things I think about before my eyes slowly close and I am finally rewarded with sleep.
But for right now?
Go fuck yourself.

vintage-kisses:

Sometimes I really don’t feel like existing like not in a suicidal way but I just wish there was a way of pausing life so that I could sleep for a few weeks and figure some stuff out and then not have to feel guilty for missing loads of stuff because really no time had passed at all

(via letxthegoodtimesroll)

“You happened to me and my god am I glad that you did.”
— but it still hurts now that you’re gone (via n4ughty-y)

(via n4ughty-y)


Evan Peters | American Horror Story: Freak Show

Evan Peters | American Horror Story: Freak Show

Evan Peters | American Horror Story: Freak Show

(via ahs-delrey)