forever bewildered

stolenpandorica:

elisetheawesome:

kyoukokiriqiri:

why do we call periods “periods” when we can call them something cooler like “bloodstain fever”

or ”the crimson horror”

are u guys okay

(via phoenixgryffin)

Drunk Talks

And I asked you about your exes

Not out of jealousy

Or anger

Mere curiosity

Because they knew you in a time I didn’t.

They existed when I hardly did

You said, “I guess that is a good reason to ask.”

And took a swig of whiskey.

I never liked the stuff.

But just the idea of having to talk about you life

And your exes

Before me stressed you out that much

And I thought,

“I really am lucky”

That you really cant answer my questions about your sex with them

Or how you broke up with them

And yet I kept asking

And you kept drinking

And you couldn’t remember

And I was both content and displeased with this fact

And you told me things

Things we hadn’t talked about in what felt like years

And our relationship felt all that much more real.

But at the bottom of the line

At the bottom of your bottle

I think what makes it worse is

Even though you love me

Trust me

And plan to marry me

I was not what you expected.

I was human.

Lucky for you,

Or maybe more so unfortunately

We can share the disappointment in that fact.