i'm nothing like you

imma bohemian queen

let's paint the walls with the feircest shade of red.

follow me and talk to me, I won't bite.


This morning I realized
I don’t remember
what your voice sounds like.
I feel better already
and it makes me hate myself.

wesley king | i wonder what will go next 
(via bombsinyourbones)

(via bombsinyourbones)


I’m so tired that I have a headache and that headache makes me sick that I might vomit and because I feel so miserable I can’t sleep. You see my problem?

When I hear your name now I will not think about the way you held my hand or touched my neck because I don’t want you in my head anymore or even close to my heart I don’t want to hear your I love you’s or delicate words, my head is okay but my heart still feels scrambled. If I could take back the forevers I would but that’s over and done with and there’s nothing I can do anymore and the words “I give up on you” are haunting me like an empty ghost with thousands of useless fucking memories. As I let a boy with soft lips and dark hair touch my body just as you did so many times before, there is no guilt. I feel release, empowerment, strength, I am not guilty for wanting to move forward and let go of you because that’s all I have left to do, my heart doesn’t know what my head wants but what I’m saying now is I don’t need you anymore. I don’t need you and I don’t need anyone.

—I’m done with you (via not-frail)

My friend gave me this book today, made my day

My friend gave me this book today, made my day