December 2010
everytime
i get the slightest bit upset, i think about colin. and then i just want to join him.
I DONT WANT TO FORGET YOU
WRITE A LETTER TO THESE PEOPLE :
Day 1 — Your Best Friend
Day 2 — Your Crush
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A...
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I’m never going to see you and tell you how much I hate you for doing this to me.
day who gives a fuck: four memories you won't...
1. that time you and me and david drove to joliet and got some gold IR adderall. elliott looked sketchy as fuck and it took us so long to find the house.
we bought so much of it. and we were coming up as we drove home so then we went to the park. you and david went to play basketball and i stayed on the playground and swang and talked on the phone with ellen for an hour. i don’t think you...
You can’t be dead. I can fucking feel you.
“Heroin made the sunrise in my soul.”
– addict on intervention (via stonedandhalfwaysober)
