“500 Years” — Laura Jane Grace
“Somewhere in the cemetery,
I know my corpse is rotting.
With a dead heart in my chest. And not a draw left in my breath.
Sometimes it feels like I have always been here,
Sometimes it feels like I will never leave.500 years I was a ghost for you.
500 years I was lost for you.
There’s nothing left of me,
I can’t move on for 500 years.”
(via titlesareformality)
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the Marked Men
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[step 1] open your mouth as wide as possible. make sure to stick out your tongue as far as you can, too, since kisses are like, 90% that thing
[step 2] find someone to kiss. you will know they want to kiss because their tongue will also be extended at full length
[step 3] move in for the kill
(via rosalarian)
i visited the friend zone to see if i could make some friends but it was just a bunch of angry men’s rights activists in fedoras???
(via brightandsteadfast)
Today is the first day in months that I haven’t had any form of coffee. I might be dying.
I have a thousand things I could say about making this comic, but instead: Here’s a comic about feelings!
This reminds of of my sister….not on a break up.
hahahaha