on my prescription to this disarray.
i found your old t-shirt, under a pile of fabric mess. i cuddled it around my arms, took a colossal sniff and got oh-so-high.
i found your old t-shirt, under a pile of fabric mess. i cuddled it around my arms, took a colossal sniff and got oh-so-high.
because i no longer have de privilege of adding whipped cream to your drink.
(via ffoodd)
because i want a hella comfy piece of mattress.
because i’d rather sleep, with my fingers on the keyboard.
(via goodbyefascination)
because i’mma curl it and paint it blonde.
what do you think?
because this was the most random shit i read all day. LOL.
(via ohmissmiu, digupmybones)
because it’s round, it’s far away from you, it’s my face.
(via fluorescentnadolescent)
because yesterday was nothing but fallowed time.
(via astronautas)