You fall for a boy who is so nice, you don’t think he can do any harm. When he mentions marriage and murder in the same sentence, you say, “Okay, okay, okay.” When you make a joke he does not laugh, but tilts his head and asks you how many drinks you’ve had in such a loving tone that you sober up immediately. He leaves bullet in your blood and disappears, saying, “Who wants a girl that’s filled with holes?”
This is why you should never, ever get your hopes up. This is why you should see the glass as half empty. So when the whole thing spills, you aren’t as devastated.
do you ever get in one of those moods where you’re like feeling okay but you’re really sad at the same time and you just want to talk to someone and make them hug you but you feel annoying so you kind of just sit there being really sad
isn’t it weird to think that you might be drinking the water that someone drowned in and that you might be breathing in the same air that last left a dying person’s lungs and that gift you gave someone that was wrapped in recycled paper might have been someone’s suicide note and that the box jellyfish has 64 anuses
isn’t that weird to think about
this fucked fucked me up