I guess we'll never know.

just-shower-thoughts:

English is a difficult language. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though.

(via s-o-m-e-t-h-i-n-g-magnificent)

controlledeuphoria:

kimyugwon:

*male writer voice* i don’t remember her name. it’s not important. i met her at a record store and she went home with me because i offered to buy her cigarettes. she had amazing perky breasts. we drank cheap whiskey and had sex three times that night and then she told me she wanted to be a dragonfly because they were free. i slept with her many times after that. but one day she stopped returning my calls and i don’t know why. that was seven years ago. on monday she got hit by a bus and died. i saw it in the newspaper so i went to her funeral and it made me sad. i don’t know why. i hate my mother even though she pays my rent while i write poetry about masturbating in the shower

GODDDD

(via screechingsivan)