Whomp there it is lol from Sex+

Whomp there it is lol from Sex+

From Sex+

gurl:

 

gurl:

 

I guess bitterness runs in the family

jaclcfrost:

do u ever have a thought that’s so fuckin inappropriate that u feel like dumping a bucket of water on urself like. calm down, self. tone it down. think about jesus

wettingmypants:

dennys:

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dennys what the fuck

wettingmypants:

dennys:

Massage that beautiful refreshing lather into your scalp for healthy keratin enforced hair with a delightful scent of glazed ham.

dennys what the fuck

Can’t go home alone again
Need someone to numb the pain
Can’t go home alone again
Need someone to numb the pain
Can’t go home alone again
Need someone to numb the pain

Staying in my play pretend
Where the fun ain’t got no end
Can’t go home alone again
Need someone to numb the pain

You’re gone and i got to stay high
All the time
High ..all the time
to climb, too high
High ..all the time
to climb, too high
High.. all the time
To keep you off my mind
(ooo ooo)
High.. all the time
To climb, too high
High.. all the time
To climb, too high
High…. all the time
To keep you off my mind
(ooo ooo)

Stay High- Ft. Hippie Sabotage Tove Lo

[Verse 1:]
Guess it’s true, I’m not good at a one-night stand
But I still need love ‘cause I’m just a man
These nights never seem to go to plan
I don’t want you to leave, will you hold my hand?

[Chorus:]
Oh, won’t you stay with me?
‘Cause you’re all I need
This ain’t love, it’s clear to see
But darling, stay with me

[Verse 2:]
Why am I so emotional?
No, it’s not a good look, gain some self-control
And deep down I know this never works
But you can lay with me so it doesn’t hurt

Stay With Me - Sam Smith

I hate that I have to actually deal with emotions. I’m angry, hurt, jealous, and so upset that I feel like I’m going to puke. I hate myself. I hate other people. I’m angry that people are breaking my high standards and breaking my heart at the same time. I’m mad at myself for breaking the calm, emotionless veneer I so carefully paint over myself. That my anger isn’t as righteous as I wish it was. It’s slightly twisted by the jealousy in my heart. I’m still right, but the fact that it’s not as clean as I wish it was makes everything even worse.