chef-mickeys:

the welcome gates by JLovely (DisRunner) on Flickr.
[new text message/ 3:16 am]
I just drove 16 hours. I need to see you.

[new text message/ 2:09 am]
I’m drunk and I know I told you I didn’t want this anymore. But I want it. I want you. I’m sorry.

[new text message/ 12:13 pm]
Maybe if I could kiss you one more time everything would be alright.

[new text message/ 8:07 am]
Fuck. I shouldn’t have let you go.

[new text message/ 4:02 am]
Are you up? I miss you.

[new text message/ 4:05 am]
A lot.

[new text message/ 5:16 pm]
I saw something that reminded me of you and my throat caught fire.

[new text message/ 12:22 am]
I wish you were here.

[new text message/ 3:17 am]
I need you. Please call me back.

9 texts I wish you’d send me even though I know I’ll probably never hear from you again (via confusingmisery)

cannibal-swag:

jfarge:

ven0moth:

why do they sell these

to commit a murder most fowl

sit down
When is a monster not a monster? … Oh, when you love it.

Caitlyn Siehl    (via blackbruise)

fiseebilillah:

awwww-cute:

Whatcha doin?


OM M M MMMMMGGGG GG GG

cr00ked-smile:

big sean probably sitting there like 

image

asinglegarbanzobeanonitaliantile:

me as a lawyer: kk that was rude . 

iceparty:

My wish came true
flurent:

WHAT DID HE GET INT THE MAIL

matty2freshh:

a blunt to the face keeps the bullshit away

2000ish:

The highlight of my teenage years

marinashutup:

it’s weird to think that everyone views you differently like one person might think you put the stars in the sky and another person could think you crawled out of the pits of hell and are here to drag them down with you

falloutnovelli:

vikingsrph:

I AM ALLOWED TO COMPLAIN

I AM ALLOWED TO CRY OVER SIMPLE THINGS

I AM FULLY AWARE THAT OTHER PEOPLE HAVE PROBLEMS TOO AND THEY ARE PROBABLY WORSE OFF THAN I AM

DO NOT REMIND ME OF THAT WHEN I AM UPSET

MY FEELINGS ARE VALID

I AM ALLOWED TO COMPLAIN

WHAT IS SIMPLE TO YOU COULD BE STRESSFUL TO ME

STOP TELLING ME TO THINK ABOUT PEOPLE THAT HAVE IT WORSE

STOP STOP STOP

THIS IS IMPORTANT

lilith-not-eve:

Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.