Source: superworldofmusic via femun
Source: sanna-minaord via -annoying
I drank until you weren’t real.
Source: writingraw via -annoying
If I had a drink for every fuck I give I’d be one sober mother fucker, but if I had a drink for every fuck I gave about her, I’d be intoxicated forever. I’d drink myself to death.
- (via moonsads)

Reminds me of someone

(via thatblueeyedginger)
Source: justliveyolyfe via this--too--shall--pass

deathbedscene:

having siblings is weird bc like one minute u want to strangle them with their own intestines and then later ur singing dramatic duets together

Source: deathbedscene via this--too--shall--pass
Source: bled via floralem
Source: fukin via blue-foxes
I am scared of falling in love, of craving you every second of every day, of needing you, of being addicted to you. I am scared of missing you more than I can handle, of losing you and myself in you. I am scared of not being enough, and of seeing my insufficiency in your eyes.
Source: larmoyante via knowitallbitch
i
chew your name and it tastes like
pecans and milk and
brown gasoline,
i have
never written a poem about
the way
you kissed of thunder or
how your fingers were
wet matches
against my skin, God, we could have
built cities, we could have started
revolutions,
but even Mt. Olympus
had it’s fall and even the stars forget
why they are burning
Source: surphile via lvnadiviner
I think that one of these days you’re going to have to find out where you want to go. And then you’ve got to start going there.
Source: theunquotables via ceremoniess
Source: l0stintheabyss via lvnadiviner