(Source: pinkhairs, via bad-decision)
I want to marry someone slightly self-deprecating, so that I always have to find new ways to tell them how wonderful they are.
I’ll lay in bed,
Eat sad records for breakfast.
Believe me they taste like
Loneliness and plastic.
I’m still not convinced
That I will be missed.
There’s an empty space
Where you used to lay your head.
I’d gladly suffocate
To have your weight back on my chest.
I’m still not convinced
That I will be missed.
I’ll admit that I am jealous
Of every smile not aimed at me.
I wonder how selfish
Such a small girl can be.
I’m still not convinced
That I will be missed.
I knew a broken heart was inevitable,
But for what I felt I am thankful.
(via emmainthemorning)
(Source: burgerlords)
Assault Rifle Created from 1,200 Suspended Ping Pong Balls
This is like The Flock, but kind of cooler and more badass.
(Source: chicgarden, via bad-decision)
(Source: beautiiful-dreams, via thatmoodykid)
