Eat Twat, Smoke Pot, and Smile Alot.

Guitar, pop punk, Music, Girls, Marijuana, Satanic, Demisexual, Love, Hope, and Life.

Not just another fuckboi

I miss bae :’(

Humans in love are terrible. You see them come hungering at one another like prehistoric wolves, you see something struggling for life in between them like a root or a soul and it flares for a moment, then they smash it.

Anne Carson, Plainwater  (via mirroir)

(Source: theperfumemaker, via lifeinpoetry)

I wish it were real. I wish you were here. I can’t sleep.

I wish it were real. I wish you were here. I can’t sleep.

I can’t tell whether to feel guilty or laugh.

God, I missed sex.

I can’t get over that look you give me every time you say goodbye. It’s always the same look.

You pierce my jaded, brown eyes with the gaze of your caring, enlightening, and addictive greens eyes. They speak “I’ll be back soon. But I know you’ll miss me”.

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Timmy Bowers - Modern Baseball

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Timmy Bowers - Modern Baseball