I want to get tattoos and get laid

cosmic latte to cosmic turquoise


why iphones gotta take two million years to turn back on after they die like you plug em in and you’re all ready to start texting again but they’re like “nope. i gotta take some time for myself. figure out who i am. you hurt me too much the last time. let me think.”


blaze it, i whisper as i light my homework on fire

the “text me when you get home so i know you’re safe” kind of people are the kind of people i wanna be around

"Packing the car for college is like playing tetris with my life…"



gangnam style came on the radio again

this sounds like a post apocalyptic diary entry


*Seductively lays on a table* Hey bab- *Table breaks*

"But thats the thing, I keep saying I want someone to be there but I really just want you."
i need you so fucking badly right now (via froze-by-desire)