roses can be red
violets aren’t fucking blue
this is an actual correct poem
bottom line: i’d like to fuck you
wouldnt it be fucking scary if you had a clock that counted down until the moment you die. like what if it could be altered too like one day it says 70 years left but then you do something and it says 10 minutes left and youre like what the fuck i fucked up i fucked up i fucked up
what if you got on a plane and then as soon as it took off everybodys clock changed to 20 minutes
I lost weight omg I’m so happy 🙏❤️
As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
Pablo Neruda (via feellng)