he and I sniffed cocaine off of my childhood
desk, a white desk covered in writing and art which I
had made at a time where even
smoking marijuana seemed
my mouth went number and we laid in bed and I
love him even though he smokes all of my cigarettes I
love him when he comes in my mouth I
That someone could hurt you so much that you have to write about it. ❞
July 7th (via la-m0rt)
You didn't get ice cream with me :( it was so yummy.
Let's go get ice cream!
Whatcha up to tonight?
Googling “how to hang a hammock”