come over when you’re sober
pt.2
no one ask for this but here it is
I find comfort in knowing that people who I’ve cut out of my life are left with this version of me that simply doesn’t exist anymore. The memory and image of me that they have isnt who I am, and I’m happy that it’s that way. I’ve changed and grown and they wont ever get the chance to know the better version of myself that I’ve become during their absence.
(via bl-ossomed)
u can tell who the ancients of tumblr are bc they’re the ones not posting anything abt where to find them if this site collapses…we know this site isnt going anywhere….the apocalypse couldnt stop this garbage…..it has the cybernetic code of a cockroach
(via okaygemini)
manga lied to me. i never see bad boy types protecting stray kittens therefore revealing to me their soft side
its always me picking up the cats
maybe im the bad boy
(via thebootydiaries)