if you want to be taken seriously, you've got to stop laughing

"I wanted to show you how to be brave

but you just wanted to teach me how to behave"

Please, please take what you deserve. (I love you and things are better when you’re happy)

If I’m a bitch, please don’t take it personally.

I hope one day I get a chance to slap you. (I fantasize about pulling out a chunk of your hair, about biting off a chunk of your skin. I fantasize about you understanding what it feels like to be the scapegoat for someone else’s fucked up problems)

did you really think extreme emotions came in only one form? (half the time laughter covers for tears - covers for aggression - covers for punches to your fat fucking face - stop stuffing yourself with peanut butter cups)

(I hate myself I hate myself I hatemyself)

-Just to break the tension

20 songs on repeat for days and days because nothing else is quite so beautiful.

“writing is an intimate letter to a stranger”

The subject and the objective mind are vastly different things.

(it’s not a big deal)

If I could only explain how perfect these songs are, if I could only explain the way the words envelop me, and push themselves inside my body, wrapping themselves around my organs -squeezing squeezing (in a satisfying way) then leaving again, carrying pieces of me with them where they go.

“I’ll find my way home, there’s no need for you to say you love me anymore”

You don’t know how true the stories are, and I hope you never find out.

“You’d better come quick now, I’m about to do something foolish - and if you’d be so kind as to call the police. (and I swear this time it’s not just for attention, but I also know that you’ve heard that from me once before)”

pennies & keys, pennies & keys

(I almost hope there are some repressed memories to  help shed some understanding)

“You don’t have to wait, and I don’t have to care”

“You have the most beautiful laugh, please never stop laughing”

Ben Fitzpatrick, you’ve got yourself a perfect perfect woman.

You always say goodbye when I don’t want you to, and she always talks when I wish she would shut up. (won’t you talk to me for longer?)

All I ever do is try to be a part of things. That’s the only reason for everything I do.

You can never ever ever ever ever find out; it’ll only make me 100 times less valid.

(You’re not funny)

Stop laughing.

I want to be 'something' since I'm not to be 'someone'

I don’t wish you the best. I hope you die soon, and I hope it’s god damn fucking painful bitch.

“Grief is stupid. I’d choose nothing. It’s not better, but grief is a compromise. You have to go for all or nothing.”














Gum is stupid.