i just want to be on a small tropical island for 2 days with all my tumblr friends and with like a little beach bar made of bamboo, torches everywhere, clear night sky and listeing to jack johnson or all the fav bands and stay up all night and get drunk and go skinny dipping afterwards at night and ughhh pls
Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.
The storms brewing and i’m losing myself again.
And for some reason you’re the only one i want to talk to about it.
You triggered it, but i want you.
I just want to hear your voice.
I just want your sun to shine my way through this.
You hurt me.
but i still need you.
And i don’t know what to do because you want nothing to do with me.
So i’ll just sit here under this cloud once again.