I wish that I’d never met a lot of the people that I’ve met 
not because I don’t like them but because I only let them down 
and when you disappoint everyone all the time
it’s hard not to want to die 

constantly I feel this weird and shameful feeling 
like I’m being watched by a thousand glowing, vengeful eyes 
behind one way mirrors in public bathrooms and in metro cars 
and everywhere I go I know I’m not welcome

(Source: seethroughperson)

Heart Tattoo by Joyce Manor
from Never Hungover Again (2014)

I know that it looks bad,
but it’s the only one I have.
What do you want me to say?
It’s never going away.

(Source: post-twee)

She’s never where she is. She’s only inside her head.
White Oleander by Janet Fitch (via lunardemons)

(Source: literarylines)

sadamander:

We cruise the neighborhood
But it’s not supposed to feel this good