statisme:

Palo Alto, Gia Coppola (2014)

I hate when people use the term “memom” it’s unnerving .

I don’t miss you. I miss the attention you gave me. But you? No . Why would I miss the lies, manipulation and bullshit you put me through ?. Nope not even a little bit.

I don’t like you , I like your dick . Don’t flatter yourself .

twated:

I’d be such a good girlfriend you’re all missing out

supermegagardevoir:

THUNDERSTORMS ARE PERFECT OPPORTUNITIES TO CUDDLE.
WHAT IF THE POWER GOES OUT.
LETS MAKE A FORT.
DID LIGHTNING JUST SHOOT THROUGH OUR WINDOW?
IDK.
LETS MAKE OUT.

ugly:

faketual:

Perks of dating me: I’ll let you sleep on my boobs

done deal

I just want someone who buys me pizza tells me I’m pretty and gives me cuddles .
I think I’m asking for to much eh?

heritance:

Never fuck with someone who cries when they’re mad. They’ll stab you 48 times and cry in your stab wounds.

ultra-child:

ala-place-clichy:

                                                   I want a night
                                                       with you.
                                                   I want to close
                                                     the curtains.
                                                I want to lay in bed
                                              and feel you breathing.
                                               I want the only noise
                                                   to be my inhale
                                              replying to your exhale.
                                           I want to trace my fingers
                                           along every line and curve
                                                    of your back.
                                            I want to feel your face
                                              buried into my neck.
                                              I want to lay like this
                                              and feel every worry
                                                        melt
                                          the same way that I melt
                                              when I am with you. 

HOLY FUCK

partism:

I hate it when you really need to talk to a friend about something important because you feel like your world is crashing down on you but they act like you don’t exist until their problems occur.