My Sense Of Humor Is So Broken

guys. GUYS.

what should i change my name too. i need to chance it. what. should it be.

I miss the butterflies you gave to me

When you let me braid your hair.

You stopped speaking to me

And I don’t know why.

Now I don’t like you

And I certainly don’t love you.

But I am infatuated.

If I could split your ribs,

Tearing you open with my bare hands,

I would curl up in your chest

And lay my head on your heart.

If you were to bring a hammer down

And crack open my chest

I would let you claim that space.

Then you would hold captive my soul

For you already reside in my mind.

So crack me open and burrough inside me

Or let me tear you apart.

Either way

No one walks away

Without a permanent mark.

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love when my pinterest just absolutely decks me with something painfully relatable

the fact that languages change over time is so funny to me. we have thousands of language that work perfectly well, but no that's not good enough, we need to keep fiddling with them. no not making them better, just making them different. why? well, humans enjoy making up words and phrases. for fun. enrichment activity

got called neurodivirign today and then the bitch played a sick riff on my guitar. wtf is high school man

this is strangely motivating. thank you @loozerboykisser

I can’t die yet I have more substances to abuse!

me too tho. :/

Your secrets stay safe with me because I don't have any friends to share them with.

i saw this and just. i had to.

“you belong in the kitchen” okay? and you belong in the soup. get Boiled idiot.

got offered a mint, a coffee, homework help, knitting lessons, and an edible today. all before 9am. high school.