Send me to Mars with party supplies before next august 5th

If you don’t look back on your past self and cringe, then you didn’t grow as a person.

Nobody wants to work during the weekend, but our society wouldn’t function without those who do. Props to those Saturday afternoon cashiers.

tell me you don’t like the idea of me waking up in your bed, wearing one of your shirts with my hair all ruffled and sticking up on one side. tell me you don’t keep thinking about morning kisses.

“let’s play a game let’s see how many times i think of your lips on hers and your hand in her hair let’s see how many meals i skip and how many shots i take to fill the emptiness let’s see how many nights i’ll lose sleep over the thought of you in her bed, her in yours, the two of you in a bed of your own you’ll swear you’re just friends and i’ll hear “but you’re fucked up, and she’s not” you’ll go on more dates than we ever went on and you’ll call it “hanging out” you’ll call her on the phone and you’ll talk for hours, the way we used to you’ll lose space for me to make room for her i’ll ask myself how i move on when i gave you everything and you haven’t given any of it back i’ll go to the beach instead of school and i’ll practice walking into the ocean and never coming back up i’ll listen to “how” by regina spektor and wonder if anything she’s saying is true, if anything about her love story is similar to ours i’ll ask myself if holding onto the memories we made is worth losing grasp of myself my friends will stop making plans with me my mom will stop going to work for me my dad will take my door off it’s hinges my doctor will increase my medication my sister will sleep next to me but you won’t come back”

— poisonous love

me post-sesh

get you a man who can do both

The generation that forcibly put soap in the mouth of children for using “dirty language” weighing in on the tide pod situation.

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beach boy

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