Damn, I miss the pizza from my hometown.

I realized how much I miss Tumblr. There’s so much beautiful mediums of art shared on here, it’s easy to become inspired by just scrolling through my dash.

zodiac-chiller:

I loved in intense, sporadic bursts

and often contemplated abandonment.

I smiled

even when the rigorous gnawing

could not be ignored.

My days consisted of taboo addictions

and elaborate rituals - with a dash of black coffee.

It twisted my arm.

I contemplated my motives

and soaked my bones in clear liquor.

And there is a story to be told

tucked deeply inside each colored lock of hair.

White lines on my thighs mask secrets of yesteryear

are now conversation pieces

for concerned men

and curious boys

But should I exhume those wounds

that I worked so hard to heal


alone?

My boyfriend and I get really stoned and eat ice-cream every night while watching Adventure Time until we fall asleep and my life has never been so perfect.