Heartbreak
where is my mind
where has it wandered
where did it go
it has blossomed into something scary
something I don’t like
something terrifying
but I live with my demons
and how they grow
how they become a huge garden
oh so huge I can’t even walk through
something scary and chilling
something beautiful and wonderful
welcome to the madness my friend
welcome to my mind.
b.k.
thank you to the people who have joined the coven, thanks loves.
Midnight rant
I see the reflections in the bottles I’m yet to swim with my broken heart in, untidy hair and the same old sweatshirt; kissing the unflattering skin and the faded jeans, I collapse in the laps of my past and wonder, what if I had a better vision, a box of burnol and maybe an escape the night you decided to set my bones on fire? I’m nothing less than a criminal, and nothing more than a runaway bride hiding from the harsh sun trying to believe in the non-existent and watering those plants that I know have more thorns that roses, but what if my blood makes the petals red? You’re the smoke of my cigar, the bitterness of my drinks, the silhouette of my sunsets. You have found solace in your brokenness and I, hell, I’m just that bitch who keeps trying to clear chat boxes from her messengers and ends up getting lost in them, long after they’ve been deleted.
-Oshee.
William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice (via books-n-quotes)
some people are afraid of dogs but i’m afraid of the opposite of dogs. the absence of dogs. dogless space
YESSSSSSS
When family/friends "tease" me about my interests
An actual text I was sent
This is the most romantic thing ever.
the only pickup line i’ll accept



