I don’t call it complaining… I call it a cry for help.
The darkness never just fades away.
I can tell it was over, from the curtains that hung from your neck… I realized that then you were perfect, and the teeth, ripping out of my head, And you looked like a painting I once knew back when my thoughts were entirely intact. To pray for what I thought were angels, ended up being ambulances.
When you go to a wedding and realize that you’re completely alone… That’s normal… Right?
Huh… I really haven’t missed much in my time away from Tumblr… If we talked at all in any extended interaction… Inbox me. That is all.
megan-and-minnie-dcp asked: are you gonna marry your best friend?