Tiny little light birds in the sky.

drugsandsex:

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mudwerks:

Sue & her boys, i bet she made really good toasted sandwiches.

The funny thing is that no-one believed what we had to say,i know marcie would have understood.

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we need a hit to know we’re on the right track.

(via terraburnspopcorn)

there wasn’t much we could do, we had to live how we wanted to live, and i always wanted to live in the sky, goodbye.

bizarre-celebrations:

we spend our days saying things to fill in the silent moments

We said nasty things to make ourselves feel good,

forgettting that when we were younger - well, people would do the same to us

This is not a game , it’s not fun for anyone

All we are doing is adding rules to a society that uses words like “normal” and “average”.

I’m not a number neither are you, so get over it.

I have been alone for as long as it takes to have a baby,

except i chose to remain untounched,

i haven’t breathed in anybodies name,

memorized their veins,

I haven’t been hurt, but i haven’t felt anything so i guess it really doesn’t count.

Sometimes i have bad dreams about being in love again,

they usually are about me finding cocaine and selling it on the streets with the help of people who usually wouldn’t give a fuck about me- and i always fall in love with the one thats most likely to never want me, ever.

I always get driven away after i realize all they wanted was some free cocaine, its always coon who drives the car.

silence

breathe

silence is what i should be called,

silence is never around for too long.

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” I make fat people slip…”

bribrilazyface:

~~want.~~

NEED.

angelreds:

160 Grams | The Super-)Eros( by Eric Sposito

tiny nipples but made me gasp a bit.

yes.

chanel no.5 :)