I need you
and a cigarette
the difference being
I have a pack of cigarettes
in the front pocket of my jacket
but I don’t have you
coiled up in my lungs—
if I could, I’d rather have
you in my jacket and
the cigarettes far away.
Them: "yeah lip biting is great "
Me: "no you don't understand"
"internet relationships aren’t real" well neither is your hair color mom but you don’t see me talkin shit
Oh well *Drinks pure vodka*
there’s a special place in hell for people who don’t flush public toilets
cry at home, be a bad bitch at school
by (via exp3ctopatr0num)
When you kissed me, all I tasted was cigarettes and self hatred.