Honey, you should see me in a crown


You think you’re fine
Confidence growing,
But silly girl
Your stomach’s showing

Your thighs are touching
Like old friends
Who could not wait
To meet again

Your sides pour over
Shorts now too tight
But you eat another
Sickly sweet delight

Maybe it’s time
To stop once more
Hope I don’t sink
And finally soar

An empty stomach
Is a small price to pay
Because I’ll love myself
And then others may

— I’m a hypocrite and I’m sorry (via killme-killthem)


bisexual means you can only like 2 things i’ve chosen drinking and wizards