“When god became lonely he created man, Or was it When man became lonely he created god.”
— Melanie Exler (via beschaedigung)
A taste of paradise
If I walk past you and don’t say sh1t please don’t get offended, I’m sorry, there’s a madness in me—I’m just tryna figure it out
This might be too kinky but can I lay on your chest and fall asleep to the rhythm of your heartbeat?
While you rub my head and tell me “it’s okay”
Only if you don’t mind. I don’t want you to think I’m weird or anything
“When god became lonely he created man, Or was it When man became lonely he created god.”
— Melanie Exler (via beschaedigung)
Why do I constantly feel detached from my sense of self? like my own body isn’t my own?
I try to ignore it but it eats away at me, it’s been like this for months now, and I’m just so tired
One more drive again, one more fly again
One more day, one more night again
Last time dinin’ in, one last ride again
One last kite, ready to reach my high again
One more day to live, one more night again
One more blunt to smoke, one more high again
One more time again, she say, “One more time again”