Ily2 babe. Butterflies for ever and ever
I start falling in love with him and I know it is gonna hurt me but he is the only one who makes me feel so happy. The thoughts I have for him bombing my head all the time,butterflies fly into my stomach spreading love,my heart is getting crazy when I read his messages and my eyes can’t stop looking at him. He’s the one for me…I know he is.
fear-of-people you’re amazing, have I told you? You’re representing me by all these that you write. Ily!
I have a black heart which got burnt by all the lies that every single person tells me. I have a soul as dark as the night and a mouth that the truth which comes out of it will hurt more than a shoot from a gun. My blood is the house of my demons and I release them every time I cut myself. My demons are my best friends and they remind me my true self. My truly awful self…
I’m never throwing a cigarette butt on the ground again. Holy shit.
YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE BEEN THROWING YOUR CIGARETTES ON THE GROUND ANYWAYS
omfg poor baby
I’m so glad this post exists. I took ecology in high school and apparently a lot of animals are attracted to the smell of cigarettes and they eat them whenever they can find them. Sometimes they’ll even wander onto roads at night if they smell one and they’ll get hit by cars doing so. And they can’t digest them. The cigarettes just sit in their stomachs until they run out of space and then they starve because they always feel full. I don’t understand why people can’t just put their cigarettes out and then toss them in the trash bin or keep them in an ashtray in their cars until they get home. Is it really that hard?
This makes me so sad.
Why? Why is the world so sad
:-( :-( :-( :-(