Never give any kind of pleasure to a boy you wouldn’t give yourself.
Kiss like a promise and wait for the other person to break it.
Human beings are not ships; you cannot save them from sinking
if they don’t want to be rescued from the floodwaters.
Loving someone that doesn’t give a damn about you
isn’t sexy; it’s misplaced energy, also known as self-destruction.
Don’t ever treat anyone like a refugee from a civil war;
they will come back from battle and leave you as wounded
as if you were the one who had been paid
for military service. Forgiveness isn’t putting the weapon down;
it’s learning how to kiss the person pulling the trigger,
not just a quick peck on the cheek, but a full one with tongue.
Let the dead be dead.
They have no answering machines, no phonelines:
if you call them, only the ground will ring.
Never trust a boy who already has a pack of condoms ready
in his coat pocket before he even asks your name.
When the world tries to break your back with its weight,
get a stronger spine.
Your father left us because he was ashamed
for not being the one that gave birth to you.
Even oceans misplace their anchors sometimes.
Never “give a man permission.”
You shouldn’t have to. It should be mutual.
Stop treating your body like currency-
don’t pay anyone who doesn’t deserve it.
sunst0ne:
(by purple knees)
Eddard ‘Tony’ Stark
(Source: c-isnenegro)
don’t psychoanalyze me
you won’t like me when i’m psychoanalyzed

“The gods gave men two gifts to entertain ourselves before we die—the thrill of fucking a woman who wants to be fucked, and the thrill of killing a man who wants to kill you.”
-Daario Naharis
black and white synesthesia
is god’s wrath and sense of humor
kissingi made a rope out of all the times
i didn’t call you and i
tied my left wrist to my right ankleimagination is a red hand print
on my backi can feel you touch me when i
laugh so i laugh all of the time even
when it isn’t funnyit’s almost never funny
ten thousand on and off switches
in the place of feelings
feels like Who I Am
trapped in a constant cliffhangerno one person should love and hate
this muchi need color
i need flowers in my mind
need cracks in my spirit
(Source: exulis)
Memories, “play”