if i do not understand, let me answer with unmaking. to be the storm that sinks these dead tongues again. the dawning quiet of body with body. home.

WHEN SOMEONE ASKS ME HOW IT FEELS TO BE A SENIOR

buffshouldwecallme:

can we just get this straight? if you message me on tumblr you are not annoying me i am a lonely person and any form of human contact is a god send 

(Source: cokedup-botoxgirl, via avibus-libri)