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2ammilkshakes-blog · 7 years ago
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so the 1975 and arctic monkeys are both releasing an album this year and the neighbourhood just released an ep… 2013 grunge tumblr is making a comeback in 2018 
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 7 years ago
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3.21.18
there is something beautifully pretentious about the way I view myself in relativity to everything else
In what I lack in confidence, I gain in my self-perception that I am more than ordinary
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 7 years ago
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Call Me by Your Name (2017) dir. Luca Guadagnino
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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― Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)
“Please just let me keep this memory, just this one…”
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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8.14.17
He left my life But there is no pain to feel As he walked out the door My heart shed the bulletproof vest My soul was liberated The weight on my chest ascended At this point it was confirmed He held me down I was light again And god do I shine now
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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I thought that i was dreaming when you said you loved me
Frank Ocean - Blonde (hatin)
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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game of listening
i would say i’m sorry i no longer have a reason to talk to you but that would be a lie.
small talk is a waste of breath, waste of space, waste of life
for so long i have given my energy freely and for even longer i have been left empty by those who give nothing for free
no longer will an apology fall from my lips if not earnestly in need
those i wish to talk to, truly and honestly talk to to bear my mind, my heart, and my soul will be those that wish to listen as much as talk
the bare truth is that i am tired i am tired of being your sounding board, your validator, your therapist
i wish to be my own person not a reflection of you
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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8.11.17
is today the last
at first glance I recognize objects in the room 
that I could use to bring my sadness to a cease
it’s a nasty habit to see a medication and wonder
how many pills until peace
to see a knife and debate 
whether you would have the strength to cut deep enough
the smell of bleach makes my skin crawl
because I so vividly remember the taste as it went down just to come back up
I have seen my funeral
I can hear forced sympathies being choked out
as they stand on a pedestal for a god I don’t believe in
while people fight down their guilt 
for being relieved
but here I am alive and breathing
and maybe one day I’ll see the beauty in that
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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I am clothed in flesh and filled with many insubstantial memories. Who am I, I ask again and again, drifting through life like a leaf upon the wind or am I the lily pad, or the flower itself? I am weighted down with bones and flowing with passing storms of emotions. Who am I, I ask again and again, staring at reflections in pools, wondering am I the pale moon or am I the golden sun, giving life, giving light, wondering who am I?
Who am I? ciel knight (via cielknight)
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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3.13.17 (sonnet for bri)
loud music trembles through warm beating hearts,
with windows down strong breezes brush my hair,
parking lots run race tracks for shopping carts,
never thinking I could enjoy fresh air.
driving late at night formed deep profound love,
screaming laughter belts from romantic friends,
glasses glare reflecting bright lights above,
her midnight cruises seem to never end.
slushies taste better during A.M. hours,
ignoring smells that come from cigarettes,
getting home I’ll surely have to shower,
when looking back I shall have no regrets.
blowing oxygen forces me to sigh,
feelings like those will seldom ever die.
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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I had my first cigarette today. On the balcony. When no one was home. Because I was freaking out. Sitting in the bathtub. So why not. The smoke was so calming.
Just so calming.
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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7.23.17
the only fire that gleams in your eyes is the one from the end of the blunt
maybe you’d love me if my name was mary jane
the only high I can give you is when our lips touch
do you even feel it?
or do you only feel the nicotine
i’m afraid to let you spend the night
because I want you to reach for me in the middle of the night and not a cigarette
When there was smoke between our lips at the hookah bar
you wanted to taste the flavor of it more than you wanted to taste me
why do you not inhale me?
breath in my affection because i’m trying my fucking best
I can’t give you more then I am
that’s not a lot but you could try to pretend
it hurts that I am envious of a plant
did you know that i could kill you faster than drugs?
if death is what you want we can do it now
because every drag will end you slowly
and I refuse to watch it
I want to your addiction but I cannot make you want me
the smoke fills your head when my love cannot even reach your chest
i’m sorry i’m not enough
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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I remember driving out of the city in the middle of the night with the Moon as my only companion. I was a living carcass of a love that was not meant to be and everything that failed to be complete. I remember driving endlessly, only to find myself atop a hill. The night was breezy and strangely peaceful. I did not know where I was, but it felt like I was still on track, like I had been found. I was all alone, all by myself without a shoulder to lean on, but I was not lonely. That was when I came to realize the beauty of solitude.
Lukas W. // The beauty of solitude (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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5.13.16
The thing about feelings is no matter how hard you try to hide or bury them, there will still always be that one person who can pull on the heartstrings you forgot you still had.
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2ammilkshakes-blog · 8 years ago
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9.26.16
So I went to a concert that reminded me of you,
There was a time we still have music too.
I think we still do, but maybe in spirit,
I was tired of waiting on you to finally hear it. 
I don't know what I could've done to make you choose me,
But after you my love is no longer free.
I would've offered you absolutely anything on earth,
but for the first time in a while I see my self worth. 
So please there anything in the universe for some other girl,
Because one day I'll be able to give someone the world.
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