mood: kinda wanna sit on a boys lap rn
I like to be perfect, but I don’t like perfection. I think it’s dangerous. There’s nothing after perfect.
i always wondered why you couldn’t fix my broken heart,
but then i realized that you can’t ask someone who broke something to put it back together again.
because you never really knew how it worked,how i worked,
12:27 (via bottledbombshell)
Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when everyone around you is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.
I mean like honestly I’m happy with my life and because you’re not in it I’m even happier
Plus you’re a fucking bitch that thinks she knows everything but in reality doesn’t so I’m glad ur not in any of our lives