The good times are killing me

try now

I changed my passwords. try fuck with me now you dirty stripper

Charlotte’s green eyes

I remember the first time I liked a girl, she went to my school, she had really pretty eyes and her name was Charlotte. I still remember her eyes.  Green as grass with little rings around the centre, they were the kind of eyes that made me think “everything must look amazing through her eyes”.  I was young and diddn’t fully understand girls, I still dont, but I was confused by this.  One day I worked up the courage to tell Charlotte about how I thought her eyes were pretty and that everything must look cool through them.  I thought she would be happy to hear something nice like that about her.  I was wrong.  ”you dont have a chance dick!” she said.  I lay in bed that night so confused, how could someone with such pretty eyes be so mean?.  I diddn’t want ‘a chance” I just wanted her to know that I thought she had pretty eyes.  Im not sure what I learnt from this, maybe some pretty girls know they are pretty and dont need to be told? Its the pretty girls that dont know how pretty they are that I decided to look for after that.

She was desperate and she was choosey at the same time and, in a way, beautiful, but she didn’t have quite enough going for her to become what she imagined herself to be.

Factotum by Charles Bukowski (via thechocolatebrigade)

(via sarahfay)

#pantera

#pantera

There is a lot between us

There is a lot between us

i miss your arms around me,
if i only knew this would be our last kiss.
my best was never good enough.
but you were my favorite mistake.
and i wonder, do you still think of me?

—Orchid (via sarahfay)

#cloud

#cloud

#cloud

#cloud

Medication it’s all in the mind

They give me medicine and say this will make you feel happy, I take it and feel happy. After a while I forget to pretend to be happy and the medication stops working.

Catsnake

Catsnake

#crying

#crying

Finn

Finn

Buckets

Buckets

Nature

Nature

You

You are not welcome in my life anymore