lost at sea





we laid on our backs and stared at the ceiling, messed with your slacks, but ended up just holding your hand. the rain will remain, the tv was telling a drip of the drain as your legs lifted brilliantly bent and fall to resting on the ottoman. so we turned off the tube and we crawled to your room, leaving discarded clothes in our wake and we both had some fun, though i twice bit my tongue, and it lasted too long for my taste, and there's this nagging suspicion that won't leave me alone tonight. it's just that everything I try to do, nothing seems to turn out right.

alyssa, 18. fm fs users online

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The Format - Let’s Make This Moment a Crime


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ifyourheartwasbroken-:

THE BOSS

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chris hemsworth looks like he belongs on the cover of a romance novel


god i will never get over spinner getting testicular cancer AND getting shot like that is some serious karma for getting jimmy brooks paralyzed from the waist down degrassi don’t play


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indierawk:

Metric - Artificial Nocturne.

“I’m as fucked up as they say. I can’t fake the daytime, found an entrance to escape into the dark. Got false lights for the sun. It’s an artificial nocturne, an outsider’s escape for a broken hear.”

The opening track to Synthetica. Gotta say, one of the best damned Metric songs I’ve heard.


You know what’s kind of beautiful?

timorleste:

In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”

I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.