Rest in peace favorite lighter. My fugly Bic will never take your place.
You didn’t have to tell him. You didn’t do it out of respect for him, you did it out of selfishness. You couldn’t stand the thought of me filling the void on the nights you aren’t there, now he always wonders where I am and doesn’t look at me the same. I could have done the same to you, but I’m not that fucking selfish. So congratulations.

You didn’t have to tell him. You didn’t do it out of respect for him, you did it out of selfishness. You couldn’t stand the thought of me filling the void on the nights you aren’t there, now he always wonders where I am and doesn’t look at me the same. I could have done the same to you, but I’m not that fucking selfish. So congratulations.

Anonymous said: Her boyfriend isn't the only one who knows about your bf and his "ex", he was just the only one who got mad enough to say something because she cheated on him. It's been going on for quite some time, you could ask around and find out. I won't tell you who I am or how I know, but let's just say when her boyfriend found out, it became pretty public... Lots of both of their friends know. boobiesprinkle: Hmm this is odd; I haven’t mentioned anything about this rumor which is lacking physical evidence anyway. I don’t think he’d really appreciate any of this either. LOLOLOLOLOL

Anonymous said: Her boyfriend isn't the only one who knows about your bf and his "ex", he was just the only one who got mad enough to say something because she cheated on him. It's been going on for quite some time, you could ask around and find out. I won't tell you who I am or how I know, but let's just say when her boyfriend found out, it became pretty public... Lots of both of their friends know.

boobiesprinkle:

Hmm this is odd; I haven’t mentioned anything about this rumor which is lacking physical evidence anyway. I don’t think he’d really appreciate any of this either.

LOLOLOLOLOL

Almost two months is definitely long enough to realize you’ve been lied to the entire time, especially when you’ve been bluntly and rudely informed of this. Your naive and overly trusting nature will be your downfall- you’re not the streetwise cynic you think you are. I’ve got front row seats to watch you crash and burn, I’ll sit back and enjoy the show while he sleeps soundly in my bed, dreaming of me, and everything you can never be.

Almost two months is definitely long enough to realize you’ve been lied to the entire time, especially when you’ve been bluntly and rudely informed of this. Your naive and overly trusting nature will be your downfall- you’re not the streetwise cynic you think you are. I’ve got front row seats to watch you crash and burn, I’ll sit back and enjoy the show while he sleeps soundly in my bed, dreaming of me, and everything you can never be.

Do you think you’ve won? Do you think I’m out of the picture? I guess ignorance is bliss, I guess you didn’t notice my lipstick on his collar, or my perfume in his sheets. Maybe you should wonder where he falls asleep some nights, maybe you should look a little deeper, you’ll still see me in his eyes.

Do you think you’ve won? Do you think I’m out of the picture? I guess ignorance is bliss, I guess you didn’t notice my lipstick on his collar, or my perfume in his sheets. Maybe you should wonder where he falls asleep some nights, maybe you should look a little deeper, you’ll still see me in his eyes.

hybridthry: wearing all black today to mourn the death of my motivation (via boobiesprinkle)

hybridthry:

wearing all black today to mourn the death of my motivation

(via boobiesprinkle)

“I love them in museums, on buses, sitting compact in trains and on airplanes, running their fingers through their hair, drunk at parties, stumbling home, long-limbed and full of awkward grace, boys, yes, lay on top of me or lay beside me, breathe light into my ear. I love them angry and confrontational or soft and philosophical. I want to curl up inside of them, read their palms, make them pasta and bread from scratch. I love them kissing me in the backseat of a taxi cab or alone on the street corner, lost, trying to find their way home. I love their throats, their knobby elbows, their spines beneath a soft cotton shirt. I love them at home, poised readily over my Keurig, asking which flavor, if I want sugar. I love their hands in my hair, undoing the braid, fingernails to my scalp, yes, more, please don’t stop. I love them in doorways, at the grocery store among the cereals and unpronounceable cheeses; I love them at night, pale shadows under lampposts, walking away from me and into the men they’re going to be.”
mercurykiss:

thugburrito:

My faith in pizza guys has gone up 123%

NO LET ME TELL YOU A STORYSo a few weeks ago I was in a hotel in Savannah with my grampa in the hospital next door, Mom was over staying with him, and the battery in the smoke detector went out so every 5 minutes it would let off this loud, high pitched ‘CHIRP’.It was annoying as fuck, so I called the front desk to see if they had a battery for it, and they said the only thing they could do was change rooms. We’d already settled in for the night, and needed the next door rooms for my uncles the next day, so I said I’d deal. My uncles had my car in the next town over, so I couldn’t drive and get one myself.An hour later, I’m ordering pizza and have gone insane because the damn thing CHIRPS. SO. MUCH.So I begged the pizza guy on the phone to stop and get me a battery, told him I’d pay for the battery, and give him an extra tip for it, and he was chill with it. This adorable fucker gets to my room with the battery, opens it, asks to see the smoke detector, CLIMBS ON THE BED, CHANGES THE BATTERY FOR ME, and tests it.My pizza was only 20 dollars, but I gave him 40 and told him to keep the change.