i like to call my hairstyle going to sleep and hoping for the best
asking your murderer to clear your internet history for you
I am not an open book
I am a 10-volume novel series
so thick
you can’t even
prop me up on your lap
to do some proper reading
the kind of book so complex and wordy
that eventually
you’ll give up
and leave it
to collect dust
I am not a light or easy read
These bullet holes inside me
will either make you frown
or roll your eyes
and eventually
your fingers will leave
these moth-bitten pages
for the vultures
I am not a lovely, glossy
magazine
that you can carry around
in your bag
easy, easy
If books were nautical instruments
I’d be an anchor
I will drag you down
to the pits of Tartarus
despite me convincing you
that these bones are lighter
with you
It’s all right, love, I understand
You want to run those fingers
along a spine
that is smooth,
thin
pristine
You did not ask for this.
Go.
— I Left the Front Door Unlocked For You (via rrictus)
- me: hi
- white girl: you're*
when you rediscover an old otp that you used to be obsessed with and you’re hit with the beauty of it all over again
OH MY FUCKING GOD
i borrowed my friend’s laptop and here’s the desktop
which is a little creepy but ok
but did you know that you can set your desktop to change every now and then
BECAUSE I DIDN’T AND I MINIMIZED MY BROWSER
I NEARLY PISSED MYSELF
so part of my spanish test was to listen to sentences the teacher read and write if it was logical or illogical. one of the sentences was “el toca el piano en la piscina” (he plays the piano in the pool) and I put logical and my teacher counted it wrong saying nobody plays the piano in a pool. I beg to differ.
- (explaining tumblr to my dad)
- me: when you want two characters to be together, you ship them
- dad: ship them where
if she’s even able to walk after sex you didnt do it right
yeah you’re supposed to cut her legs off
I’d care if the person I reblogged this from committed suicide.
