Therapeutic, 10 years of holding myself to the God awful standards I held myself to in highschool, gone.

Holding myself and always thinking of myself ad the long hair, weirdo, that was never confident, gone. Fucking changed so much I hated about myself, but hearing it from everyone that knew who I was 10 years ago, fucking cathartic.

dykemd:

now i dont condone cheating but u have to admit the historical importance adultery had on good music

(via thousand-years-between)

peppermintsticks:

“Hot and bothered” in the sense that it is 90 degrees out and I am extremely annoyed

(via thousand-years-between)

coffeebreakexpresso:

froody:

froody:

froody:

lonely on main

touch starved on main

begging for affection platonic or otherwise on main

(via thousand-years-between)

love-is-pain-highness:

damazcuz:

Either you’re frolicking in this field with me or you’re frolicking in this field against me.

(via thousand-years-between)

shvkespearc:

remember when everybody on this website was in high school but like now if i see somebody on here thats in high school im like jesus christ…. are u okay how is that going for you….

(via nightshiftpoet)

Can’t hate myself into not feeling into being indifferent to how I feel about them, but fuck my life, no more old coping habits, venting into stranger’s dm’s, and running away from how I feel. Tired of running, but don’t want to feel like this about anyone or anything again.