we’ve all got that weird pretty big secret that we don’t really hide but like we don’t flaunt it like “My brother died of cancer” or “I’m gay” or “I tried to kill myself last year” or anything really and when you find out somebody’s big plot twist you know you’re in this friendship for the long run
if i lay here
if i just lay here
do u think i’d still pass all of my classes
it sucks being the ugly quiet rude sarcastic emotionally unstable friend with the attention span of a goldfish
"I wish I knew how to love someone without killing myself. How to mend hearts without breaking my own. How to kiss and not create bruises."
Michelle K., Things I Wish I Knew How To Do. (via vehxt)