The True Meaning of Bitches Runnin Wild
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(Source: wicked-transparency, via bitchesberunningwild)
It might be late but Happy Birthday Morrissey!!!!
*on my deathbed*
nurse: do you have any last words
me: i………..regret……being so……m…..mean………and heartless…………….
*the light goes out of my eyes*
*a small piece of paper falls out of my hand*
*the paper says one word only*
“sike”
I miss you. I miss you in between seconds and behind locked doors. I miss you in ways I never thought possible. I miss you before kisses and just after them, hearing your car pull in and when the shower’s on. I miss you in a way I shouldn’t because you are not mine to call my own, To fold myself into, To rest in your palms On your chest, Between the ventricles of your heart. But I still miss you. And I don’t know how to stop.
(via esinedmarie)
| strange guy: | you have a nice smile. |
| me: | uh, thanks. |
| strange guy: | don't blame me, blame your face. |