Body like a coke bottle

Sometimes the things you love can disappoint you. I didn't mean to run away, my feet just led the way.

the evolution of clemency

writingsforwinter:

I stopped believing in forgiveness after my friend

tasted the word slut like sour milk on the sandpaper of her tongue.

I stopped believing in forgiveness after her body was ripped open.

I stopped believing in forgiveness when I sat in a room full of women

and when the…

I wonder if anybody’s actually had feelings for me, like actually got upset or mad over little things I did and got jealous and confused over me and thought about me on a regular basis. I feel like I’m the only person that ever really cares about anyone and that nobody’s ever felt that way for me.

(Source: drinking, via smile-and-go-with-it)