Take one shot of vodka and your throat is numb.
Two, then it’s your legs.
Three, and you can’t feel the world.
But one shot of you and my mouth knows no other name.
Two, and my knees are weak.
Three, and you’re the only thing in the world.
Four, and I can’t stop.
Five, and now I’m an alcoholic.
You feel like liquor and my body is overtaken by you.
I’m addicted.
Now I sit in imaginary bars ordering tall glasses of you every time I’ve downed the last.
I’m intoxicated by your love, and I swear I’m never going to be sober again. Drunk (via unforcedminds)

alonewolfalone:

I don’t want to do anything that I don’t feel passionate about.

Make the first move, tell people how you feel, stop being so scared of rejection, stop feeling so engulfed with thoughts that aren’t even yours, and stop wasting your fucking time. What I needed to hear (via exoticwild)

cacnea:

chatotai:

"i wish pokemon were real!"

beedrill is three feet tall

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Runnin out 😨

ammit420:

horror movie synopsis

  • white family moves into house
  • the house got some shit in it
  • family refuses to acknowledge that they got some shit in they house
  • turns out that shit is some ultrashit