we are the reckless, we are the wild youth
thotette:

how do i relate to this on such a personal level is the real question 
"My problem was that no one ever needed me as much as I needed them."
(58/365) by (KJ)

(Source: kjpoems, via suspend)

bunsen:

when u make a joke only u and ur friend get

image

(via hotboyproblems)

"The words I can’t say to you are
climbing up my throat
I keep forgetting to breathe
I miss your hands."

2:20 AM (via tsktsks)

crimewave360:

shinygays:

My anaconda don’t want none unless the state of the economy recovers, minimum wage workers see an increase in their pay, and women, racial, and sexual minorities acquire their rights.

hun

(via perks-of-being-chinese)

tastefullyoffensive:

[offtheleash]

lady-redrum:

wasthatnotsideblog:

just gonna say this: if someone has social anxiety and they ask you something akin to ‘are you mad at me’ or ‘do you hate me’, it isn’t because they don’t trust you, it’s because their brain literally tells them that all the time

it’s not a personal slight, it’s insecurity caused by mental illness

thanks

TAKE NOTE.

(via abouttolosecontrol)

invhale:

People need to realize that there are days when you’re not in the mood to talk or interact with anyone.

(via joshpeck)