Drink Slow To Feed The Nose, You Know He Likes To Get Blown

‘letting my intrusive thoughts win’

shut the fuck up.

you’re referring to impulsive thoughts, intrusive thoughts are undesirable and often horrific for the person experiencing them. you dying your hair randomly is not an intrusive thought.

if i let my intrusive thoughts dictate my actions, id be in jail for a long fucking time.

i want to open up his chest and live inside his lungs and count the number of ribs left in him until i fall asleep. i want to make pretty ribbons out of his intestines and count all his eyes and bite his brain and dig my fingers into his stomach. i want to hug his beating heart. i want to remind him of his humanity as i cover him in his human blood and viscera and gore. i want to sing him my favorite songs. i want to comb his hair. i want to feed him soup. i want to squeeze all the air out of his lungs and watch him turn blue and beg for mercy. i want to wrap him in a blanket like a newborn kitten.

my anxiety is killing me.

I feel like a fraud when I'm surrounded by people from uni. Feel like I do a bad job at everything, worse than everybody else :(

I feel like a deer that’s been hit by a car and left to die almost everyday of my life btw

honestly tumblr would be prefect if we could ban all them disgusting perv$ from here and just keep the girls and the rare cool men!!

you just had to be there

Arctic Monkeys and the 1975 in the same week, get your Doctor Martens, your fishnets, your vinyl and your Tumblr aesthetics

Matty Healy