We went to the beach today before he went to work and ended up in the sea. I hadn’t a change of clothes so we went back to his so he could get shorts and a tshirt for me and ummmm yeh it was perfect, we cute. I’m turning into a mushy lovey dovey freak, awww man.
I don’t care that you got into drugs for three months straight, or how much sleep you lost in that period. I don’t care that you went home and fucked that person and woke up at 6am hating everything about yourself, or that you smoked so much you sounded as though your lungs were giving out.
You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness.
You’re just human, and being human means you need to survive and you do so whichever way you deem fit, fuck everyone else."
Tumblr humour cracks me up each and every time.