January 2012
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how do i get these annoying ass fake posts off my tumblr?? the ones about nudes and hot girls and all this other shit. someone please help me!
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December 2011
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sorry ya'll
i guess i got a tumblr virus or something? but all that SO HAPPY! shit wasn’t me. nothing about wanting to make out with a girl, naughty pics, or free computers was me. sorry again, i think i deleted all of the posts though!
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moments like these are the ones i fear the most. when i’m sitting here swallowing pots and pots of coffee, doing homework for myself, and my boyfriend. when the house is so quiet i can hear the clocks ticking. when my boyfriend is no where to be found. when my mother just told me some very horrific news. when everything in my life doesn’t make any sense anymore, or ever. when i think...
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November 2011
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I couldn’t get myself to read the want ads. The thought of sitting in front of a...
– Charles Bukowski (via thechocolatebrigade)
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October 2011
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September 2011
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conversations with my boyfriend
bf’s friend (answers my bf’s phone): Hello
me: Hey can i talk to tristan?
bf’s friend: Yeah, hold on.
tristan: Yeah?
me: Uh, can you put tristan on the phone?
tristan: This is tristan.
me: this sounds like josh.
tristan: Girl, you like it from the back while i play with your clit. Now quit playing.
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http://clavicola.tumblr.com/post/10073367912 →
clavicola:
Heaviness comforts me. To be wrapped underneath another body and feel their weight against mine is the safest feeling I know. It’s a “I’m here. I’m here for you. I’m here and this is the closest I can be to you without dipping my soul into yours and drowning in your bloodstream” close. It’s a…
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August 2011
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