to be continued.
once upon a time… there was girl who was so cynical and so nihlistic this almost hurts really,such a common mess i’m in. my heart hurts but my head knows it shouldn’t… so obvious, so trite my head really doesn’t know a thing.only that my heart knows far less. it truly is a sad, selfish place I’m in. that feeling is only engorged by the notion the it...
i dont think it needed a definite end. I like to prowl oridnary places and taste the people- from a distance. I don’t want them too near because that’s when attrition starts.. but in supermarkets laundromats cafes street corners bus stops eating places drug stores I can look at their bodies and their faces and their clothing- watch the way they walk or stand or what...
Don’t fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape...– Philippians 4:6-7 (The Message) (via sweetdreamsalways)
forgot i wrote this.
i know it’s up on my other blog,but i wanted it here as well. i need to look at you with tears in my eyes give you one last hug and get my chance to say goodbye cuz you never even gave me that you took my heart now i need it back you walked away didn’t say goodbye left me alone for so long i wanted to die but even before all that you knew i loved you like only real true lovers do...
so apparently my sister thinks micheal cera and...
ivory-“remember the guy that got stolen off the road and got a bunny hat in her house and was wearing it and then he was gonna stay a few nights at the girls house and then he wore the rainbow pajama pants for the night cuz he didn’t wanna wear this parka thingy?” me-“no.” ivory-“it happened.that all happened.but with a different guy.you know the guy that you...
The best way to find out if you can trust someone is to trust them.– Ernest Hemingway (via crookedindifference)
heading to the park clothes torn my paper heart walking slow invisible,fast nothing to stop this from being my last but her by my side sweet child of mine mardi gras beads and hair tied with strings lavender sunshine bright blue eyes this won’t be the day that this sad body dies
finished my painting finally. five days. about eleven hours of work. idk how i feel about it.
I feel there is an angel in me whom I am constantly shocking.– Jean Cocteau
I like how sleeping next to someone means more...
If God answers your prayer, he is increasing your...
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i want a lucas terrier puppy.
and it makes me happy when people post pictures or quotes from eternal sunshine of the spotless mind. it’s my favorite movie.
So you failed. Alright, you really failed. You failed, you failed, you failed,...– Elizabethtown. (via -owls) (via macaroonsonmondays)
watching this over and over makes me far happier than it should.
Being a virgin nowadays makes you special. It's...
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