Becoming a cold hearted bitch wasn’t really what I planned to do with my life but here I am
what happened to make you so sad again?
There’s just a lot of personal things going on in my life at the moment.
What the fuck is wrong with me.
before i am ever anyone else’s.
in, nayyirah waheed (via perfect)
do you ever just get the overwhelming urge to cry because you think you’re not going to go far in life because you’re not as smart or as talented as the people around you
You drink your coffee black and we are afraid of each other.
Once you kissed my neck in front of your friends
and it made me very shy.
Once you kissed my stomach and I started crying.
I see the tender way you touch things and want to kiss your nose
but I keep my mouth to myself.
Your collarbones are craters big enough to fit my fist into.
You are the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in months.
I was not good to the last person I loved so I punished my heart
(I let it break and bleed out then roughly sewed it back together)
It is hard to write poems when I only know how to fuck you.
I am always trying. I am thinking of Somedays. I am saying goodbye.
You asked why I never write anything honest so I am writing you this.
Unknown (via perfect)
kissing is hella rad but no one is kissing me so that makes me hella sad
are you okay
I’ll be okay, thank you.