hitlersbreastmilk:

imagine if u could hear ur hair growing

(Source: , via luveing)

spookymormon:

please stop asking me about my future ill cry

(via dispiriting)

"Drunk text me. Text me when the music is loud and there are girls dancing around you and you’re not quite coherent and you’re not quite yourself. Drunk text me that you love me or that you miss me or that I’m on your mind. Let the alcohol tell me all the things you won’t say sober."

foodchewer:

maybe i’ll be hot tomorrow 

(via powerist)