I'm nothing special.
I'm a combination of everybody i have ever known. Just so glamorous, in that heart-broken, shattered spirit, dead-on-the-inside kind of way.
I eat poems for breakfast and put my hands over my face and listen to what they tell me.
I wish I could just sit on the beach and drink wine all day; but I don't have that much wine.
These days I care too much and eat too little.
I drink coffee like water. I never know what to say.
I still don't know how i get out of bed half the time.
It's not pretty, or endearing.
My heart is ugly, but it could be all yours.
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Izzie Adams
» male
» Germany
»caffeine & nicotine addict
Just the same fucking decaying organic matter like everybody else. So are you.
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How’d you manage that?
Ze cat attacked while I was asleep .__.’
‘Tis but a scratch. (A pretty deep one though …)
cas-get-into-my-ass:
himchanspenus:
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.
Demons run when a good man goes to war.
(via jovgrey)
