if cashiers or waiters fuck up i always tell them it’s okay and i try to be as nice as possible to everyone i meet

because at some point i’m going to be rising up the ranks in the skeleton war and i’m intending to make a good impression in this life and collect as many followers as i can so that i have enough fellow skeletons to call upon when i need them to make me their leader

i’m gonna look so fuckin cool


tvd meme: 10 characters as voted by our followers - 1/10 Damon Salvatore

"Because in the end, when you lose somebody, every candle, every prayer is not going to make up for the fact that the only thing you have left is hole in your life where that somebody that you cared about used to be. And a rock with a birthday carved into it that I’m pretty sure is wrong." 

the other day my friend found this song we’d been looking for and i was so hyped that i danced to the whole thing and i got so into it but near the end i looked out my window and in the house next door this half-naked couple was staring at me and i think they were gonna fuck but they were watching and they gave me a thumbs up and i nodded and i didn’t know whether to be humiliated or weirded out

Let me break it for you.

You start getting cramps. Not like the kinda bad normal cramps, it’s, “HOLY FUCK SHOOT ME I WANT TO CURL UP IN A BALL AND DIE I HATE MY LIFE” cramps.

You also get back pains. It’s not the worse, but it’s just extremely uncomfortable and not fun to sleep with.

Blood also pours out of your vagina. And I’m not exaggerating when I say pour. Stand up, Niagara Falls coming out a hole in your body. Cough, Niagara Falls. Sneeze, Niagara Falls. Breathe, Niagara Falls.

You also have to deal with the paranoia everyone will see because it soaked through your pants. To avoid this from happening, you either have to wear a diaper-type thing or shove something up your vagina and leave it there for hours. It doesn’t feel good either. You still get the paranoia that comes along with it as well.

On top of it all, you’re somehow angry, horny, depressed, hungry, and in extreme pain all at the same time. And when you’re on your period, It’s the anger that you want to stab someone. Horny horny. You want either die or eat everything in sight.

Annnnd we have to do this for a week straight.

That a good enough explanation?

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me,i and
my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

—  e.e. cummings