"I’m a witch woman; high on tobacco and holy water. I’m a woman delighted with her disasters. They give me something to do. A profession of sorts. I have the magic of words.”

"   I do not feel good. I’ve got the sad sads. All I want to do is fuck you.   "
Charles Bukowski, Somebody.   (via atawdrydoll)

(Source: wordsnquotes, via milkmanunion)

"   But you were in the habit of playing songs over and over again until you wanted nothing to do with them and maybe that’s why you don’t call me anymore   "
You said my voice was your favorite song (via extrasad)

(via winterscars)

for when you ask me about my trust issues

the last boy i was in love with
disappeared into thin air the night after my father killed himself.
he made himself visible a month later thru an inebriated text message
after the residue of my emotional meltdown had been scrubbed clean with bleach.
i shrugged off
the weight of the world
to spend a drunken night
with the boy i loved
the boy
who didn’t
care
at all.
our tongues
danced
our bodies
met.
he pulls away
and leaves
my heart
in shambles
with a
slurred,
polluted,
sentence.
“you are such
a tease.
why can i
never get you
to sleep
with me?”
that was the night
i drove home
drunk.
that was the night
i gave up
on love.
my heart
was on fire,
he dropped it.
please do what he failed to do-
extinguish it.

mumtazi:

I wish I was your favorite memory…

(via volerhaut)

i haven’t smoked for two days soley because i couldn’t make myself leave my bed 

also fucks with good charlotte

going to cut off all of my hair it’s so gross 

"   I crave touch, yet I flinch every time someone is close enough.   "
I have become rather fearful I suppose.  (via dollpoetry)

(via hellsroses)

yooooo there are two guys that have told me they’re waiting for me to be single