Klaudija Visockyte on flickr
Man I love pictures like this. They feel so damn desperate! V nice
Pickin’ skin off my bones
Its been a long time and I don’t always think of you. The moon has been full thirty six times, or there about, the suns gone up and down and people have died and I’ve changed a lot, and I’m sure you have too. But on a lonely summer night I think of you often. The wind creeps across my windowsill and slides comfortably across my thighs, my chest, in the same way you would. On the breeze floated a faint smell of trees or maybe a campfire, whatever it was it reminded me of the way your voice crackled like a log and smoked like a pipe.
Definitely time to swim in a pool of sweat, then showa, then swim in a pool of THC.
Whenever someone follows me for a couple days and then unfollows me
thats wot i fuckin thot m8
phil dunphy is the type of parent i want to be
I’ve come to a series of points in my life where I’ve taken a lot of drastic action. A couple months ago I started changing and ended up someone else today. I’m learning a lot about making big changes and choosing for myself, and a lot about how my decisions hurt others. Even though I’ve lost a lot over the last few months, I’ve changed for the better and gained so much. I’m going to continue working hard, and to people who are reading this that are in my life, thank you! There isn’t a lot I could do without you.