It absolutely blows my mind that one day I’ll meet a person who will never get tired of me. Or at least never get tired enough to leave
imagine trying to take a shit while in the arena
like with cameras everywhere and the constant fear of being killed
and like what would happen if someone popped up and killed you mid poop
and you became know as the person who died mid poop during the hunger games
(Source: everthorned, via confessionofobsession)
i just realized that the voice in my head when i read things isn’t my own voice omg whose is it
Sarah you were destined to post this solely so I would see it and realize my true fate *egyptian music plays in background*
(Source: praises, via shoutger0nimo)
Maybe…you’ll fall in love with me all over again."
“Hell,” I said, “I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?”
“Yes. I want to ruin you.”
“Good,” I said. “That’s what I want too.