April 2013
2 posts
March 2013
3 posts
Secret Confession #47
Even though I try not to reinforce the idea that smaller dicks are looked down upon, I really love fat cocks. Especially when I can tell that everyone around me has a fat cocks.
Lunch Break
Working in retail during the past year has really helped me limit my crying jabs down to 10 minute intervals… sometimes 30 minute…
February 2013
12 posts
i can see the distance in your eyes.
olivialovesapples:
Does anyone else get really sad around their birthday? Cause every year I seem to get more and more depressed once I realize my birthday is near.
Every year!
sashagreystoilet:
rawr means “pop that pussy for a real nigga” in dinosaur
January 2013
21 posts
cartoon blues: This morning as you were sitting in... →
liveoffcoffeeandflowers:
This morning as you were sitting in your tiny chair playing with your fingers, I asked you silently and in a prayer to stay right there for the reminder of our lives. I stood there taking in your curls, your smile, your teeth as small as the pieces of paper you rip into your hands accidentally…
I’m crying out my eyes
If you don't know now you know...: bun bun →
hannahkoyuki:
I miss my stuffed animal bunny. “Bun bun” was its nickname. As a child sometimes i referred to her as female, and sometimes I referred to it as a boy. My father gave this little white stuffed animal bunny with pink beady eyes to my mother on one of their first dates. When my mother had me, I…
This brings tears to my eyes. It’s way more of a masterpiece than Les...
Jose: How was your day today?
Me: Shitty. I didn't meet the next person I an going to have sex with.
Jose: Well, you're the mathematical-biological-psych-chemist person. Speaking from that point of view is that a good reason to call a day bad?
Me: Yes.
Jose: I had a shitty day too.
amibeyonceyet:
Day #209
I am not yet Beyoncé
It's not that serious.
The worst most terrible thing happened to me and it’s the only secret I’ll ever keep.
I wish I could takeall of the sadness and suffering in the world, crumple it up into a small paper ball, throw it over my shoulder and say “Who gives a shit?”
“Never lose yourself trying to hold onto someone who doesn’t care about losing you”
Thanks mom. You psychically always know what to say.
December 2012
50 posts
cartoon blues: Isn’t it strange how we can... →
liveoffcoffeeandflowers:
Isn’t it strange how we can literally feel our hearts dropping lower into our bodies, beginning their first stages of breaking Someone says no and it feels like shards of glass stuck in your chest that you are forced to choke on for 7 whole days Isn’t it awful how we can literally feel our…
She kills it every time. Such. Talent.
cartoon blues: The reasons why I didnt get out of... →
liveoffcoffeeandflowers:
Because a girl walks into a liquor store and attempts to buy cigarettes without being carded Because she writes about cigarettes far too frequently for someone that doesn’t smoke Because “she” represents herself, a part of her tucked away secretly in the back of her sweaty palm, the part of her…
I cried my eyes out.
“You don’t know anyone at the party, so you don’t want to go. You don’t like...”
– (via theoriesoftimetravel)
fuckyes.
“I’m sad because I’m lonely, and for that I feel like I must...”
SEXUALIZE EVERYTHING
Done.
