an arsonist bursts on the scene,
and he is I.
There is nothing I can do.
What must I do to single out myself?
How can I put myself together?
“I knew you would fuck me up. And I let you in anyway.”Midnight thoughts (I’m so stupid)
“The culture in France is, like, you will see women going to the office with a bright red lipstick, like I have, but with no other makeup on whatsoever. With bags under their eyes, not even a hint of mascara. Like, bare face, bright red lipstick, and off they go. But I think that’s very cool.”Laura Mercier for Into the Gloss (via amon-isis)
I want to be one of those people who does yoga and eats berries for breakfast, but I’m one of those people who stays in bed until 4 pm and eats pizza.
won’t drink lukewarm water but i’ll put another person’s genitals in my mouth