stuck in reverse

she only loves sex money and drugs

oh my god you ruined me in every possible way.


“What am I talking about? Come on, Eff. I know you; you know me. We dated. We’ve fucked in every sense of the word. We are Cook and Effy. The fucking world knows us.”
Skins UK (2007-2013)

What am I talking about? Come on, Eff. I know you; you know me. We dated. We’ve fucked in every sense of the word. We are Cook and Effy. The fucking world knows us.

Skins UK (2007-2013)

(Source: kayascodeliaro, via artistic-inclination)

I miss everything. I miss talking to her, hearing about her day. I miss her voice all gravelly and smoky, I miss hearing her laugh, I miss getting her letters, writing her letters. I miss her eyes, and the smell of her hair, and the way her breath tasted. I fucking miss everything. I miss knowing she was around, because it helped me to know that she was around, someone like her existed. I guess most of all, I miss knowing I would see her again. I always thought I’d see her again.

—James Frey, My Friend Leonard (via feellng)

(via feellng)

I WANT THE THOUGHT OF YOU FUCKING GONE. I’m so extremely sick of this.