1. (Source: wubangs, via floralchemicals)

  2. (Source: psych2go, via psych-facts)


  3. "There are all kinds of addicts, I guess. We all have pain. And we all look for ways to make the pain go away."
    — Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian (via larmoyante)

    (via naivewallflower)

  5. (Source: jmeswilson, via thedailylaughs)

  7. (Source: feuntes, via miss-tentacles)


  8. On the first page of our story
    The future seemed so bright
    Then this thing turned out so evil
    I don’t know why I’m still surprised
    Even angels have their wicked schemes
    And you take that to new extremes
    But you’ll always be my hero
    Even though you’ve lost your mind

    Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
    But that’s all right because I like the way it hurts
    Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
    But that’s all right because I love the way you lie
    I love the way you lie
    Oh, I love the way you lie

    Now there’s gravel in our voices
    Glass is shattered from the fight
    In this tug of war you’ll always win
    Even when I’m right
    ‘Cause you feed me fables from your hand
    With violent words and empty threats
    And it’s sick that all these battles
    Are what keeps me satisfied

    So maybe I’m a masochist
    I try to run but I don’t wanna ever leave
    ‘Til the walls are goin’ up
    In smoke with all our memories

    It’s morning, you wake, a sun ray hits your face
    Smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction
    Hush baby, speak softly, tell me you’re awfully sorry
    That you pushed me into the coffee table last night
    So I can push you off me
    Try and touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me
    Run out the room and I’ll follow you like a lost puppy
    Baby, without you I’m nothing, I’m so lost, hug me
    Then tell me how ugly I am, but that you’ll always love me
    Then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the
    Destructive path that we’re on, two psychopaths but we
    Know that no matter how many knives we put in each other’s backs
    That we’ll have each other’s backs, ’cause we’re that lucky
    Together, we move mountains, let’s not make mountains out of molehills,
    You hit me twice, yeah, but who’s countin’?
    I may have hit you three times, I’m startin’ to lose count
    But together, we’ll live forever, we found the youth fountain
    Our love is crazy, we’re nuts, but I refuse counsellin’
    This house is too huge, if you move out I’ll burn all two thousand
    Square feet of it to the ground, ain’t shit you can do about it
    ‘Cause with you I’m in my fuckin’ mind, without you I’m out it

  10. patricianolovelost:


    Three on a Match, 1932.  Dir. Mervyn LeRoy.


    (via peace-be-dreams)


    1. me: haha hey guys do u dare me to eat this whole thing of ice cream
    2. them: no
    3. me: *shaking my head and chuckling* i cant believe you guys are making me do this
    4. them: we're not
    5. me: *eating right out of the thing* this is so wild you guys you're so fucked up for making me do this

  12. whackfrost:

    that one person that everybody likes

    but you fucking hate

    (via crystallized-teardrops)

  14. (Source: rumetzen, via d4ggermouth)