caffeine-fixation:

On The Might Of Princes - 13 Cheers For Beers And Bullshit

"I’m at the end of my rope, I fashioned into a noose. god, its been such a shitty winter filled with beer tabs, bottle tops, keggers, and run-ins with the cops we made out like bandits and got caught red-handed. so I guess I wore my heart on my sleeve. And I mistook your drunkeness for sincerity chalk it up to experience, fuck it up to experience. and still I clinged to it the late night phone calls and this perfect connection through bad reception (yeah right) is it hanging up or hanging out? missed trains. busy signals. stalling cars."



I’ll put mind over matter to put this matter out of my mind. 'cause I shouldn't let this get to me, but I’m having trouble trying to find the right way to say I feel less than confident.

(Source: unrecognizableface)



kisskittyonthelips:

Who taught you how to hate yourself?
Who forced you to confide in spell?


sakitasara:

Jeromes Dream

urbanfoxes:

i can sell you lies, you can’t get enough



revolutioniswhen:

I want you so much but I hate your guts.


euo:

“I think if we fuck, you would love it!”
Kids (1995) dir. Larry Clark
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