waking up next to you
is my favourite thing
in the world.
you think you look disgusting
and i know you feel grotty
because i do too
but seeing you look
so raw
and
so real
(and so beautiful)
only proves to me
that i’m not still
trapped in a beautiful
dream from the
night
before.
If you can’t
handle me at my worst (approximately four to five weeks after a
haircut), you don’t deserve me at my best (approximately
1.5 to 2 weeks after a haircut).
my sister said if I ever
graduate, she's going
to throw a huge party and invite people I went
to school with, and basically try to get me laid.
like f.uck, y'all could have told me this years ago and I never would have dropped-out.
Have you ever sat with
your friends and just known that you’re the least important
friend in the group and you felt like it wouldn’t make a
difference if you were there or not