just gonna stand there and watch me burn
but thats alright because
i like the way it hurts
I just wanted to see you and you to tell me it’s all lies, to make sure I’m fine and to care just a little bit.
so tonight my philosophy professor had these nasty bruises all over her arms and she stopped mid-lecture to say “sorry you guys have to look at my bruised-up body, my friend brought a stripper pole over for thanksgiving and that shit is not easy. tip your strippers. tip your strippers well” and then immediately kept talking about philosophy
I hate my self so much already.
imagine being stuck in a room surrounded by everyone you’ve ever had sex with
imagine being stuck in a room surrounded by everyone you’ve ever thought about having sex with