I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS LIKE 3 YEARS OLD MY UNCLE TOLD ME MY BUTT HAD A CRACK IN IT AND I STARTED CRYING FOR SOME REASON AND THEN HE TOLD ME “NO NO IT’S OK EVERYBODY HAS A BUTT CRACK” SO I STOPEPD CRYING AND I PULLED DOWN HIS FUCKING PANTS TO SEE
anybody want that new blog url message me
“Self-loathing is quaint,"
you told me, showing restraint.
Now you’re gone and I’m lost,
In the swells I am tossed -
bobbing and choking and losing the fight in the fog.
You said, “Forever…” Tell me, why can’t you stay?
I’d ride in your pocket all day,
but I just don’t fit.
Say the word and I’ll change.
I’m throwin’ a party tonight.
I drink more than a sailor on shore.
Pour the rum in my eyes, tell me lies.
Oh, oh-oh-oh, Oh, oh-oh-oh
Drunk since Saturday,
without you, without restraint.
It still stings where you stung.
Water swings in my lungs.
I’m starving for words that would ration my sadness away.
Tell me, “Forever…”
Tell me you’ll come back to stay.
I’d ride in your pocket all day,
but I just don’t fit.
Say the word and I’ll change.
I’m throwin’ a party tonight.
I drink more than a sailor on shore.
Pour the rum in my eyes, tell me lies.
You were the mermaid for me
‘til one day you found your feet
leaving me in this god-awful bottle
a model of heartache and grief.
I’d ride in your pocket all day,
but I just don’t fit.
Say the word and I’ll change.
I’m throwin’ a party tonight.
I drink more than a sailor on shore.
Pour the rum in my eyes, tell me lies.
OK IM GOING TO NEW BL OG
what kinda strange trait should protag have tho
*concerned white parent voice* sweetie don’t write on yourself you can get ink poisoning
my social studies teacher once told us “human beings are the most selfish of all. even when someone dies, you shed tears only because they are no more around to provide you with whatever they had been for so long”
and it has been 3 years since she said…
do you ever have that song on your ipod that you always skip but then one day you’re forced to listen to it and realize it’s actually the best song ever and you listen to it on repeat for 129648372 days
i kinda wanna just make a new blog & clear everything out hmngh
people were not calling that bird pictures necrophilia bc they wanted to be edgy & cynical its probably bc yknow they assumed tumblr was humanizing/romanticizing something they fucking shouldnt again???
my 3ds lid keeps poppin down when im tryina draw like fuck it keeps scarin the piss out of me can you not
ARTY COME BACK.
PLAY W OUT ME MAN
UNABLE TO ACESS THE NETWORK BULLSHIT