shorm:

So today I had someone look at me knitting on the bus and ask ‘could you BE any more gay?’

I just calmly said ‘I could have a dick in my mouth’.

cybercitrus:

People that think they are going to be magically independent when they become 18.

infinite-w0ndering:

Please tell me I’m not the only one who has a good day and then all the sudden one little thing happens an your mind explodes with sad thoughts and your happy day turns into crap all cause of one little detail that didnt go as planned. No? Just me? Okay.

writingsforwinter:

Today I memorize your heartbeat line by line.

You once got a tattoo of the spikes of breath that show up

on a breathing machine in the hospital, on your forearm

above the tiny red birthmark that looked like the blood

of a grapefruit shot with a handgun. I once read

about an elderly man who used to call up complete strangers

every day before his death, and talked about things

like their favorite type of pizza, their neverending loneliness,

or the rise and fall of the stock market. He did this 

for four years straight, and informed the local newspaper

that the best calls he ever made

were the ones in which no one spoke.

Just breath on the other end.

And tonight I remember how I used to measure

all the space I spent without you in the distance

between our fingertips, until one day you left me

for some other woman, and I went to bed

remembering that you were 450 finger-lengths away.

I didn’t know yet that you would come back to me

again, and leave me three more times

before the year was over, and all I’d be left with

was the voicemails I made

of you breathing down my phone line.