I want to make ‘forever’
a reality for you,
and not just some fucked up,
Connotativewords | jl | Non-fiction
*For the person who called this a shitty sentence in stanza form, it was something for a girl who got her heart broken and, as a result, stopped believing that ‘forever’ even exists anymore. Not like this one piece will fix that, but it’s a matter of reading between the lines.
Physically, yes I can live without you.
I can eat, breathe, and sleep all without you.
But if I’m not sharing half of a medium pizza with you, then I don’t want to eat.
And if I can’t feel your body move up and down as you breathe, I see no purpose in breathing.
And if I’m not waking up chest deep wrapped in your arms, then I don’t want to sleep.
having the worst internet connection in your friend group
*verbally harasses abortion patients and pickets outside of clinics, compromising the safety and privacy of the patients*
westboro baptist church:
*holds up picket signs that say how jewish, muslim, and gay people are going to hell and that god hates them personally*
*protests peacefully over the murder of an unarmed black teenager*
what the fUCK this is horrendous and completely out of order call in all units
there’s a thin line between word and world