In a world of my own
I become attached to people I shouldn’t.
I distance myself from the people who matter.
I am bad with people.
I am good at being alone.
But I hate being lonely.
July 25th, 2014 / 159,442 notes
You wrecked me and
I apologized.
July 24th, 2014 / 133,703 notes
If someone hurts you, stay the fuck away, no matter how hard it is, stay the fuck away
July 24th, 2014 / 323,377 notes


The hardest thing about realizing you don’t love me, is that you spent so much time pretending that you did.

(Source: confirmance, via circumcising)

July 23rd, 2014 - 155,118 notes
Who taught me to suck in my stomach,
or my cheeks?
Who told me to stand with my legs apart
and my hips thrust back
to create the illusion of a gap
between my thighs?
Who made me believe that the most beautiful part of me
is my negative space?
July 21st, 2014 / 242,290 notes
There are poems
inside of you
that paper can’t
July 21st, 2014 / 278,575 notes