do you ever wake up and just crave intimacy? Like you’d give anything to have woken up with someone’s arms around you and to be able to feel their breath on your neck? Idk i’m lame
i’m super depressing and angsty and pretentious but i have so much fucking love running through my soul i’m going to explode
and i just want to give everyone this love and sing them songs and write for them but i can’t and people leave and i’ll disappear
i want people to stay i want to laugh with everyone i want to feel the buzz happiness in my toes i want everything to be warm and covered in sun
i want them and everyone i want love oh my god i want so much love
but i’m not meant for that greatness i’m not meant to be as beautiful as you think i cannot feel the realness of reality i’m not real i feel im lacking realness
(Source: fucked-up-sketches)
If you’re reading this, you’ve survived every suicidal thought you’ve ever had.
That is your power.
when i figure out how to die without hurting my mom’s feelings it’s over for me, bitches








