mntrose:

The most horrific thing about getting close to someone is the thought that at any point, they could lose complete interest in you

(via lennonsjohn)

I thought this whole “wanting to kill yourself” thing was something I moved passed.
Guess not.

I’m not okay.

jvsxn:

part of me wants to be seven and careless.
part of me wants to be back in your bed.
part of me wants to be forty and settled.
part of me wants to be dead.

(via detruistout)

reggiesloth:

i liked your selfie because i want to fuck the life out of you

(via whosefault)

verbalcuntortionist:

I have a vivid memory of last summer that kind of sums up my relationship with my group of friends.

A bunch of us went to see Band of Horses at an outdoor concert last July. Me, Mikell, and Peter left everyone to go get alcohol from my friend from work, Dez. The show started while we were gone and we lost the rest of the group.

We were on our own the whole show, until BoH played “The Great Salt Lake” — their most popular song of the night, considering the show was in Salt Lake. At one point in the chorus, I felt a tap on my shoulder and there everyone was — Alex, Parker, James, Jessie, all those bastards I love so much. 

I realize now that I had definitely had some whiskey, but I know that wasn’t the only reason that the combination of the song and seeing all my friends smiling back at me made my heart feel really full.

Last summer was the best of my life, and I owe it all to those people.

Love you guys.