gayngsters: p u double s y
abstract3d-thoughts: But do you understand that there is so many emotions, so many thoughts, so many memories, so many words that I want to say to you. But I can’t. I can’t find it in myself to not pick at that scab, but to open that SCAR. For the both of us, that shit cannot be healthy dawg. You’re happy, I should be too. But I’m not.
i have two moods: touch me don’t touch me
jocelynbeexo: I knew you weren’t any good but you made me feel so good it didn’t matter.
It’s just so strange. You used to love me, and now you’re a stranger who...– Clementine von Radics (via theworldsgotmedizzyagain)