December 2009
lol, my jam
and when you’re pushing me away, you’re scared you’ll get too much and when you’re playing the jester, well i guess you ought to or else it might mirror a flaw that lies in you, oh damn your insecurities
ophelia and clara are being let loose.
dye dresses
drink disaronno
bitch about pretty girls
try to buy pills
stay alive
never leave
never get emotionally attatched
don’t drunk text
don’t fall in love
fucking fix it
“If you kill yourself I’m gunna kill myself and find you and beat the shit...”
– Nathan
'dude, did you write in my butter?'
one of the stranger texts i’ve sent.
poison is just following me around
d: he's avoiding saying it, its like obvious he's unsure about what he's getting into
c: yeah and i am completely screwy, so i'd be pretty unsure too
d: no, don't go on the self pitying end - bitches take your shit or bitches don't get shit
i've listened to this song 56 times in 24 hours,...
oh and not to point out the obvious or anything
littledove:
bladeaok:
littledove:
but if I run out of boyfriends I think I’ll ask myself to be my girlfriend.
After all I’m clearly mad for myself
maybe we could hook up.
with ourselves?
haha, yes. i always say i’d like to clone myself, originally it was to watch the lil wayne documentary because i don’t know anyone else who’d want to watch it with me.
oh and not to point out the obvious or anything
littledove:
but if I run out of boyfriends I think I’ll ask myself to be my girlfriend.
After all I’m clearly mad for myself
maybe we could hook up.
walkin' a path of self destruction, not afraid of...
i need to get a nap in before nye shenanigans
rockin’ me one of those delicious hangovers that makes me shake. drunk texting, drunk tumblring. might leave my phone at home tonight.
you name the drama she played the part long lost demons leave her godless like her powder, leaves her flawless sugar coated heart shaped pout lipstick just destorts her mouth
yeah i get a little crazy with the razorblades go on and call your momma if you need a band aid but everything worth it hurts a little bit you don’t wanna run away, and i wouldn’t let you anyway
stonerparty:
Cypress Hill: Hits From The Bong
...
you’re the one that i want to lie on let me lay down, use your chest to put my thigh on i feel open for abuse, let’s drink vodka til our limbs start getting lose.
oh, feminism
c: did women even have the vote in 1910?
k: 1964, thats when it came out, pankhurst weren't protesting for it then
c: a suffragette, lived in winkly square, there's a plaquared outside the building, it's ace
k: totally need to go see that
c: i'll take you! infact, we should go sales shopping in preston
k: we should, next week? mon, tues, wed?
c: tuesday is good for me, free til 7
k: sweet, onit from 12?
c: ace, yes!
k: sweeeeeet!
c: can't waittttt!
ONE BOTTLE OF VODKA DOWN, I HATE MYSELF EVEN MORE
jahanliesallthetime:
bladeaok:
jahanliesallthetime:
(via bladeaok)
that’s nothing, I have an empty bottle of Gordons Gin, JD and some Morgans Spiced, all drunk in the past day. SO STOP BEING A GREEDY GUSSET AND GIVE ME SOME VODKA
bb, if i didn’t have to be a mother at 8am i’d out drink ya! our sleepover can now consist of doing each others hair and drinking ourselves close to death.
You...
ONE BOTTLE OF VODKA DOWN, I HATE MYSELF EVEN MORE
jahanliesallthetime:
(via bladeaok)
that’s nothing, I have an empty bottle of Gordons Gin, JD and some Morgans Spiced, all drunk in the past day. SO STOP BEING A GREEDY GUSSET AND GIVE ME SOME VODKA
bb, if i didn’t have to be a mother at 8am i’d out drink ya! our sleepover can now consist of doing each others hair and drinking ourselves close to death.
c: i'll be fucking 20!
k: loooool
c: not a teenager anymore, can you believe it?!
k: when did we grow up?
c: i know, i was always the baby!
k: another person for the hitlist, twat who invented time
c: haha, fuck love, and fuck time
ONE BOTTLE OF VODKA DOWN, I HATE MYSELF EVEN MORE
“for the most sincere person I know you sure are full of worry about how you...”
– jazzy
i wish i was stoned.
feeling good was good enough for me
f: what are you doing?
c: listening to janis joplin, crying, drinking vodka, chain smoking and self harming.
