Please, won’t you push me for the last time
Let’s scream until there’s nothing left
So sick of playing, I don’t want this anymore
The thought of you’s no fucking fun
You want a martyr, I’ll be one
Because enough’s enough, we’re done
You told me think about it, well I did
Now I don’t wanna feel a thing anymore
I’m tired of begging for the things that I want
I’m over sleeping like a dog on the floor
(Source: firebite)
When you see someone you hate is having a bad day
(Source: monochromewasteland, via cocokat)
Do you ever have those things that you want to post but you can’t because there are
[whispers]
people you know on here
(via goldenphizzwizard)
in germany we don’t say “let me hug you” we say “lass mich deine seele dem herrscher der finsternis opfern” which translates to “i never want to let you go” and i think thats beautiful.
we´ve been found out
(via tastefullyoffensive)
misha-let-me-touch-your-assbutt:
When your teacher is nice but can’t fucking teach
When your teacher is mean but teaches really good
When you’re teacher is nice and teaches really well, but the class is full of fucking twats
When the students are well behaved but the Teacher is still a fucking bitch
when your teacher keeps getting replaced because it’s defence against the dark arts
When you’re singing alone on a golf course
(Source: spazztastic-muffin, via madmoriarty)
“go on,” i whisper as i unfold my hands towards the open sky. a single fuck escapes from my fingers, soaring gracefully into the cool air. “you’re free now.”
my last fuck has gone
i have nothing left to give
im so done with this website
Oh my god, I love this so much
lets get married
(Source: radiohamlet, via feistyjournal)
