I wish my mom named me something like Fynn or Argyle and also drank less
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pick up the pieces
try to make a half a while
but in the back of our minds, there's quite a different story to be told.
that love has kissed our lips
that love has kissed our eyes
and no matter how sincere
love has changed our lives
- The Hardest Part Is Forgetting Those You Swore You'd Never Forget, Being As An Ocean
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i’ll be chillin and then all of a sudden i literally turn into this thing
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I am so fucking drunk and j made an edit of Raylin singing one of my favorite songs
Never Have Sex - uh fucking Leigh something
#idk how to tag this#song#amv#sad#never#have#sex#love#drunk#watchingfamilyguy#fucking snhg jn the blandnket#v)
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We'll Never Have Sex - Leith Ross
I changed the lyric a bit to better fit how I feel, I'm so so so tired of every relation/situationship revolving around arousal. I miss when touch was so innocent, when people celebrated holding hands. When you would allow the butterflies in your gut to live in the moment instead of rushing them to the next thing. The celebration of getting the privilege to touch someone while thinking 'hey, I chose to hold your hand, and I want you to know I'm happy while I doing it.'
#idk how to tag this#vent#picture poetry#cringe#poetry#love#leith#ross#we'll#never#have#sex#lyrics#sad
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made this while listening to a song I really shouldn't have been
Porcelain - Orphan
#idk how to tag this#vent#picture poetry#poetry#cringe#grief#love#tired#blood#bruised#girlhood#losing#loss#lost#orphan#porcelain
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in retrospect I should have been a lot meaner to that man.
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Let it end. Let it change. Let it hurt. Let it heal. Let it end. Let it change. Let it hurt. Let it heal. Let it end. Let it change. Let it hurt. Let it heal. Let it end. Let it change. Let it hurt. Let it heal. Let it end. Let it change. Let it hurt. Let it heal. Let it end. Let it change. Let it hurt. Let it heal. Let it end. Let it change. Let it hurt. Let it heal. Let it end. Let it change. Let it hurt. Let it heal. Let it end. Let it change. Let it hurt. Let it heal.
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upon further inspection I think I was manic yesterday when I posted 30 times across 4 social medias
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youve died a thousand times before who caaares just climb out of this grave again & again &agaian & agaian & again & again & aga
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today was the first time in 2 years I felt pretty. I cut all my hair off, the defining thing that held my securities in place, in order to try to show someone I could grow up and 'man up'. I spiraled so hard I developed dpdr and I still have it to this day. I wrote this edit w those feelings being overcome. it was so relieving to look at the photos after I was done, it was like seeing a part of myself I genuinely thought was gone. I'm not sure what or who I am really, if I'm a girl or a boy or something in between, if I'm straight or demi or asexual. but today I am pretty, I am happy and confident & I don't think I ever want to place a title on any of it, or anything. I'm just whoever I am.

I also posted these pictures literally fucking everywhere and I'm a bit embarrassed but if something makes you happy I believe you should be loud about it, especially with the things you love.
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a lot of people need to shut the fuck up . me included
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