The human body amazes me. Your eyes can see one thing, your heart feels anger, your mind sends a signal through your body, making the back of your neck fire up and your chest feel as though it is caving in.
It really is amazing how people want what they can’t have.
When I clung to you
There was nothing to
Hold on tight with
You left me adrift
What now, what now, what now, what now?
"Why can’t I make you cry?"
I know that feel, John Cusack.
Next time I see you, I’m fucking telling you.
You have no clue how many times I’ve wanted to drive to your house, bust your door down, smack the shit out of you, then hard fuck you ‘til you’re stupid.
I’m so thankful that I haven’t associated myself with anyone that drives a Hummer.
You know you’re special when a stripper tips you.
If my future bachelorette party isn’t filled with 90’s R&B and blowing shit up, I’ll classify it as a complete failure.
I’ve been getting incredibly impatient with waiting for a new tattoo. I’m about to stick a ball point pen in my arm.
How people like my roommate can have such a shitty relationship and still be with that person.
And then there’s me.