Be good to people. Even the shitty ones. Let the assholes be assholes. You’ll sleep better.

-Adam Gnade (via bl-ossomed)

(Source: theanneswer, via royalcatss)

gamsee:

my grandma asked me what i want for my birthday so i said all i want for my birthday is a big booty ho and she said that im making jesus sad

(via welcometomymessedupparadise)

untrustyou:

coolhandluke 
She’s the kind of girl a guy meets when he’s too young, and he fucks up because there’s too much living to do. But later he realizes she’s perfect.

-Californication (via perfect)

(Source: seventh-story-nobody, via s0-disgusted)

ponett:

being hated by terrible people is such a good feeling

(via asap-ash)

kaliforhnia:

Idk why I keep getting sad over people that don’t give a shit about me.

(via loserslol)

thecris97:

thecris97

March 4, 2013
I was unpacking when I heard you walk in. I had on light pink lipstick that I found at the bottom of a box. You put a few things on the counter and handed me my car keys. I kissed you and asked if you could help me move the bed. You said you needed to talk. I keep replaying this over and over in my mind. I don’t think I’ll be able to unpack the rest of our boxes.

April 4, 2013
It’s been a month since you left.
Mark says you’re not coming back.
I can’t sleep.
Are you awake?

May 4, 2013
I finally went to the doctor like you had begged me to.
You were right and yeah, I’ll be fine.

June 4, 2013
I sold my engagement ring at a pawn shop today. I bought expensive lipstick and flowers. I also bought a lot of beer and a carton of cigarettes. I’ve lost a lot weight since you last saw me. My friends from high school that I haven’t seen in years hardly recognize me. It’s weird being back in this town without you. I spend most of my afternoons at the beach. I saw a sea turtle today while I was swimming. I miss eating breakfast food at midnight with you.

July 4, 2013
I stumbled across the video of you in the car singing Taylor Swift. I deleted it before it played all the way through but I have to admit it made me laugh. I can’t remember how your voice sounds saying my name. I broke down and called you. Thank you for not answering.

August 4, 2013
I dropped my cigarette in my lap when you drove past me today.

September 4, 2013
I went on a date.
He thinks Bud Light is “quality beer”.
It just isn’t going to work out.

October 4, 2013
It doesn’t hurt anymore to say your name.

November 4, 2013
Hope you’re doing well.

December 12, 2013
Thank you for setting me free.


-These short letters are straight from my notebook, unedited and carelessly written - d.a.h  (via perfect)

(Source: whisperingbones, via s0-disgusted)

liveandletlive:

Lawrence Weiner - As Long as it Lasts (2011) - Central Station, Rotterdam