"She was sweet. She didn’t have a mean bone in her body."
walk into the club like wait nevermind can we go home
only know you love him when you let him go…and you let him go.
I can’t believe you ACTUALLY DID THIS
do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general
[walks around with an entire big mac in my mouth but never actually biting down] It’s a metaphor, see: you put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don’t give it the power to do its killing.
She’s messed up. She’s not weak.