The only thing I talked about when I was high after my wisdom teeth was Britney Spears and my cat that ran away.
What doesn’t kill me should’ve tried harder
you don’t even need to type in the band name
I’ve always seen this photo floating around the web, but I’ve always wondered if there’s a story behind it. It’s either the door of someone who suffered a horrible life and went insane and did this, or, it was created as an art piece.
That’s how it happened.
Because all of me loves all of you. Nothing can ever change that. There is not a single bit of you I don’t love. Pleasant or unpleasant side, your past and whatever you have to offer. I love them all. I love you to bits baby.❤️