sleep with me so i can put my freezing feet on you and probably take all of the covers and use you as a pillow
minä puoli kahdelta yöllä, herätys muutaman tunnin päästä
You think you know death. But you don’t. Not until you’ve seen it. Really seen it. And it gets under your skin and lives inside you. You also think you know life. You stand on the edge of things and watch it go by, but you’re not living it. Not really. You’re just a tourist. A ghost. And then you see it. Really see it. And it gets under your skin and lives inside you, and there’s no escape. There’s nothing to be done, and you know what? It’s good. It’s a good thing. And that’s all I’ve got to say about it.
These are my favourite Hel-Looks
i just want to dress like this what powers do it take to dress like this
miksi turhaan tehdä jotain jos sen voi jättää tekemättä?
tyhmä paljon työtä tekee, viisas pääsee vähemmällä
When I say “please don’t take a picture of me” it’s not because I’m being bitchy and stubborn, it’s because if I see that picture I will seriously feel so bad about myself and think I am the ugliest thing on earth and sink a little deeper into self consciousness and hatred.
and before anyone says anything about selfies- those are controlled photos.