Deep Blue Besties

More than friends.

Months move by like minutes, and I’m still here like it’s that night. I’m distant, but all over you, keeping my mind unsaid, but skin to skin. Head in hands, again and again, sleepless, no solutions. I’d kiss you a thousand times before I ever tell you what I went through. What I’m going through. Transformation… Occupied mind,mushroom clouds with silver lines, soured brain. You can’t even look at me without hating yourself, and I keep loving you. Biting back the tongue that’s wanted to taste you, and tell you, for so long, we’re such children, like that. I’d wake up to you forever, but I’d never let you see me cry like he did. I’d never let you inside in your arms, only on your knees. Feel sick with Summer air and October flu. Go swimming just to drown myself. Distract from the way the sky is falling, violently. My thighs are a catalyst for all the tension. Release me with regret and aggression. scars bleeding and you can’t even see me. You’re somewhere, wasted, at a party, and I’m dying in the bathroom. I come back when I’m ready to sleep it off, but I don’t sleep without you, so It’s never ending. Bedrooms humming with stale air and I’m just sweating it out; the fever you gave me. I’m losing my shit, and you lost it a long time ago, yet your discomfort is more comfortable than losing it alone. I might be open when you’re extra closed off, maybe to show you what you could be doing, or maybe because I’m selfish. Maybe I want your attention because it’s the healthiest thing I’ve experienced in the last six months. Maybe you are.

Me: Yeah, I have some serious commitment issues so idk if I'm made for romantic relationships and stuff like that

Also me: *keeps the pretties picture frame empty because it's meant for my partner*

Like music to my ears

feel like i should be sorry about this one

Genre of character: submissive like a guard dog is submissive

I kiss you with tongue and as that happens I slide an ibuprofen in your mouth since you have a headache

Bring it back, bring it back, don't take it away from me

Because you don't know what it means to me💔

An important message to heterosexuals, listen carefully: you do not, and I repeat do NOT, have to marry someone you actively dislike, don't enjoy spending time with and/or whose hobbies you despise. You do not have to do that!! stop doing that!!!

He changed his mind.

Support me on PATREON!

started watching mlp for the first time i dont know why i havent ,anyway

Call me antidepressants the way I'm not working

thinking about the fact that from a human’s perspective crowley is just some skinny middle aged goth dude with dyed red hair and a face tattoo who drives an almost hundred year old car to his complete opposite aesthetic boyfriend’s bookshop nearly every day. why? because he can, that’s why.

hey don’t cry. spiro the bald eagle failing at catching a crab, okay?

One mans barber can be another mans nemesis.