It’s so hard not to relapse.
I’m tryna prevent myself from blacking out ‘cause if I do, I know I’m gonna do it.
But I wanna relapse.
And I don’t even know why.
I just do.
I miss it.
Nobody has to know.
You won’t even know if I do it or not.
Everyone has their secrets, right? Right.
- Tumblr app: I'm done loading
- Me: but what about all these blank pictures and gifs
- Tumblr app: did I fucking stutter
I’d be lying if I said I never thought about you & how amazing it felt to be in your arms.
It’s hilarious when Bengali people have sleepovers.
The guests just take over every single room & the people who live in the house are like….. Walkin’ around, aimlessly & all awkward like.
WHERE DO I BELONG IN MY HOUSE?!
|Anonymous : Emma stone :) x|
Oh, God. Thanks for that lmao. I usually just let the auto-tagging do it’s thaaaaang.