I find it slightly ironic my brother k*lled himself because the woman he love left him and now here I am under a constant state of contemplation over my life because the love of my life left me.

how beautifully ironic it is that we both loved too hard, so much to the point we couldn’t stand to live without that person

depraved-slut:

I am permanently horny and sleepy

(via kyrathegay)