poisonouswhispers:

I really don’t wanna go to work today. Or tomorrow. Or the rest of the week

"Find someone who will tremble for your touch, someone whose fingers are a poem."

Janet Fitch, White Oleander (via feellng)

(Source: feellng, via from-her-to-her)

"Just know that I love you. I love you with all of my fucked up, piece of shit heart."