I wonder if cops ever get annoyed at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.
this is the most romantic thing i’ve seen all day
on my grave, it will read “regretting all the ships that never sailed” and some people will think it’s poetic, but others will know
Who are you to judge the life I live?
I know I’m not perfect
-and I don’t live to be-
but before you start pointing fingers…
make sure you hands are clean!