Trinity, 16
I live in a place called Dardanup
where nothing ever happens, including me making friends
I live in a place called Dardanup
where nothing ever happens, including me making friends
i’m going to write erotica for very shy people
“s-should i take my shirt off?”
“oh, uh…no, no that’s fine…unless you really want to…”
“uh, do…you want me to?”
“well i mean…i dunno…”
(via i-carpelibrum)
It’s crazy to think that in this very second right now. Someone’s dying. Someone’s cheating on their wife. Someone’s writing a suicide note. Someone just lost their daughter. Someone just got diagnosed with cancer. Someone just got in a car accident. Someone’s pregnant. Someone did cocaine for the first time. Someone just got raped. Someone took another person’s life. Someone hasn’t talked to their dad in years. Someone’s abusing their spouse. Someone’s signing divorce papers. Someone killed themselves. Right there. In that very second, all of that happened somewhere out there in the world.
(Source: nonchalantlyketsy, via skinny-likeamodel)
Why can’t rappers rap about nice things?
- YEAH GIRL I’MMA TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF AND
- put them in a closet for you cause it’s polite
- YEAH BABY THAT’S RIGHT IMMA PICK YOU UP AND
- carry you to your bed cause baby I know you tired
- OH GIRL IMA SLAP DAT
- broom out of your hand because you’ve had a long day at work, and i can do it myself.
- WAIT TILL YOU SEE MA
- collection of politely worded love letters.
(Source: the-vashta-nerada, via missmosh-)
