Arizona. 19. Herb enthusiast. Hopeless romantic. Perfect in my own way. Don't give a fuck what other people think. Music supports me. My heart is taken by the most amazing man. Bud bunny. Taking on the world one bowl at a time. Stay lifted!
All I want to do is get a little fucked up on a Saturday night is that too much to ask?
I learned not to trust people; I learned not to believe what they say but to watch what they do; I learned to suspect that anyone and everyone is capable of ‘living a lie’. I came to believe that other people - even when you think you know them well - are ultimately unknowable.
kerosceneheart this is dopeeeee
Dude. Fuck yeah.
I gave you my heart. And instead of holding it safely in your hands. You’ve juggled it around, played with it, even dropped it a few times. But instead of picking up and walking away, I let you help me glue it back together. Thinking we were stronger from this you dropped my heart again. You keep dropping it. Soon enough the pieces will be too unsalvageable to repair. Then what? Because I’ll have lost everything I have ever felt for you because you broke my heart one too many times.