1. For the few of you who enjoy my writing, I have just made and account for just purely my writing! Go give it a follow!

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  2. Smoke

    The cool of the afternoon kept a consistent set of goose bumps on her skin, but her fingers were warm from the small stick of death she held.

    Smoke rolled off her lips as she tilted her head to the sky, opening her mouth to let a small puff of air out. The trapped smoke in her mouth burned down her throat and into her lungs, giving her small satisfaction but it didn’t last for long.

    The pain never quit went away. No matter how many she smoked, how much she drank, how many lines of whatever drugs she had possessed that night. The cuts were never quite deep enough.

    Nicotine and tobacco filled the air around her as she stared out over the hills. The sun was shining and the sky was blue, but not quite as blue as her. Her long tangled hair blew in the wind, making a long wave of brown  the soft breeze.

    The smoke circled her body as the ashes hit the tall weeds, but fizzled out before much became of it. She laid back taking one long drag, sighing as the smoke took it’s leave. She lied there staring at the sky wondering where she would be tomorrow…if she would be here tomorrow.

    -K.B.

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  3. nevershoutshelly:

s-assypants:

ionicsky:

extrasad:

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 
I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside
of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.
The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told
me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded
my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.
I had stars in my lungs but I burned them
all out with the cigarettes I was smoking
to get you the fuck out of my throat. The
flowers growing at the bottoms of my 
stomach are dead. Apparently you  
can’t water flowers with vodka.
I had the sky in my veins but it’s
been pretty fucking stormy since I
ripped them open. I had planets 
on the tip of my tongue but
the debris from the shattered 
remains of “us” have been
crashing into them. I was
everything. And then I met
you and we were everything.
Now you’re fucking some
blonde girl who gets
high all the time and
I’m a fucking
mess.

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

this.


this is way better than pretty much everything we did in literature.

Wow

    nevershoutshelly:

    s-assypants:

    ionicsky:

    extrasad:

    Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 

    I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside

    of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.

    The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told

    me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded

    my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.

    I had stars in my lungs but I burned them

    all out with the cigarettes I was smoking

    to get you the fuck out of my throat. The

    flowers growing at the bottoms of my

    stomach are dead. Apparently you  

    can’t water flowers with vodka.

    I had the sky in my veins but it’s

    been pretty fucking stormy since I

    ripped them open. I had planets 

    on the tip of my tongue but

    the debris from the shattered 

    remains of “us” have been

    crashing into them. I was

    everything. And then I met

    you and we were everything.

    Now you’re fucking some

    blonde girl who gets

    high all the time and

    I’m a fucking

    mess.

    this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

    this.

    this is way better than pretty much everything we did in literature.

    Wow

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    photo

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  9. itsjust-anotherblog:

blvss:

this made me cry


x

I have to remind myself of this every night that I lay my head down on my pillow, thinking you are gone.

    itsjust-anotherblog:

    blvss:

    this made me cry

    x

    I have to remind myself of this every night that I lay my head down on my pillow, thinking you are gone.

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  10. calins:

only0u:

only0u:

d-eadthrone:

northlane:

extrasad:

carbon2:

bass-goddess:

extrasad:

IDK HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS OR ANYTHING REALLY

what the fuck

No fuck this

omg what is happening 

oh my god

Oh what

That hurt to read holy shit

Rebloging again cus wow

fuck 

    calins:

    only0u:

    only0u:

    d-eadthrone:

    northlane:

    extrasad:

    carbon2:

    bass-goddess:

    extrasad:

    IDK HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS OR ANYTHING REALLY

    what the fuck

    No fuck this

    omg what is happening 

    oh my god

    Oh what

    That hurt to read holy shit

    Rebloging again cus wow

    fuck 

    (via yeahbarbie)

    2 months ago  /  308,044 notes  /  Source: extrasad