i never really liked my name much until i found out what it tastes like when you sigh it into my mouth
abigaillx: the actual, physical ache you feel in your chest and in your bones when you’re so sad is fucking awful.
genocidercyo: clockey: you’re the window to my wall you’re the sweat that drips down my balls
I’m more sad than anything, I’m glad I’m not alone in this. I just really need to get away and spend time with my brothers girlfriend in key largo. Our expectations are turning into let downs, leading us to counseling and medications. I’m so tired of this shit.
I just want to find someone who will go out of there way for me, who would remind me of their love for me with actions and not just words. I want a love that’s unconditional.
I exist in two places, here and where you are.– Margaret Atwood, Selected Poems (1965-1975)
I don’t care what you do to me, but I don’t want you to hurt me. I’ve had enough...– Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via durianquotes) THIS