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According to my friend's seven year old son, my name is Sky Star. This makes my initials S.S. My stripper name will be S.S. Booty and I will wear a 50s pinup sailor uniform.
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I've tried. I've fucking tried forcing myself to fall for people and all I can see is your face.
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So either I sleep upstairs where it's cold as fuck (so sleeping isn't actually an option) with two chicks who just want to fuck each other, or downstairs with a guy who's high as fuck and playing COD (or whatever the fuck this shit is) so loud that sleep also isn't an option. What's worse? Jesus Christ, I wanna go home.
#fuck#I'm so fucking done#thank God her gun is locked up#and I don't know where the key is#don't wanna die#just wanna shoot myself in the foot because a hospital is better than here
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Fuck it aaaaaaaall Fuck it aaaaaaaall I want to geeeet hit with a truuUUUUuuuck
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What the fuck do I even have for you to be jealous of...? Anger I can understand, but jealousy....?
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I don't want to be here anymorwC, I wants go home......
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How are things supposed to get any better if we don't talk?
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Who cares if you're a monster? You're my monster. Not all monsters are bad or evil. You're like my Bigby. Scary sometimes, but lovable and cuddly. Misunderstood.
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I was always scared of drowning but when I started drowning in you, I felt safe.
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