I watched you lose interest in someone you said you’d love till the end of time. From that moment on I realized I’d never fully trust the words of a lover’s mouth again.
---Untitled (via perfect)
23.6.14 at 2:15 · ♠ flashoflife · © · 125914 · reblog


bus stop doodles

23.6.14 at 2:14 · ♠ haayesgrier · © · 39869 · reblog


I need to have as much wild sex as possible so one day I can become an inappropriate old lady that blurts out things like “when I was your age I got a concussion after being bent over a desk” and then my family can be like “grandma please, you’re making easter dinner really uncomfortable” and it’ll be great

23.6.14 at 2:12 · ♠ flashoflife · © · 187903 · reblog
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
---Unknown  (via bl-ossomed)
23.6.14 at 2:08 · ♠ psych-facts · © · 544843 · reblog
Dead Oaks

23,735 plays


I can’t feel your bones but I can see them. And I can’t call you up without a reason. I can take a thousand miles and I can drive for hours to your house in the summer but I can stay longer if you wanted me too.

23.6.14 at 2:08 · ♠ rodenposey · © · 3483 · reblog · Tags

make me choose » minhothleader asked: thirty seconds to mars or muse

22.6.14 at 15:01 · ♠ jared-leto · © · 838 · reblog · Tags

Can someone just talk to me I just ugh



New York - 16th June 2014


The ritual


Meet new people. Learn to be happy and independent before you focus your life on a temporary person.

20.6.14 at 22:11 · ♠ petdaddy · © · 8 · reblog
Just go— I’m used to it.
20.6.14 at 20:56 · ♠ lonelychills · © · 5663 · reblog · Tags
A true relationship is two unperfect people refusing to give up on each other.
---Unknown  (via gold-trees)
20.6.14 at 20:55 · ♠ daddy-forever · © · 366649 · reblog



I wonder what’s it like to have someone feel this towards you? To be possessive. To be utterly animalistic about you.

Guess I’ll never know

I know ;)

I keep the lights off. I do the dishes.
I call it a day and it doesn’t
answer me. I cry into my coffee cup.
I forget what my thumb is for
when it isn’t hovering over your
name in my phone.

I wait for you. I listen for you.
I pretend to be better than I am.
Less selfish, less desperate, more

I say your name until it doesn’t
sound like a word anymore. I tell
myself that this kind of hell is
important, but I don’t believe it.
Still, I say it. Still, I breathe easier.

I open myself up like a Matryoshka doll,
hoping to find you inside, but it’s just
me. Again and again, it’s
just me.

There is no version of this story where
I am not sick over you,
wherr my body is not taut with
the effort it takes to not be with you.
the truth is,
some pain just isn’t worth it.
Sometimes, the hurt gets old.
Sometimes, you get tired of
being the one who has to heal.

---Caitlyn Siehl, I Say Your Name (via alonesomes)
20.6.14 at 20:52 · ♠ ageofangels · © · 1993 · reblog · Tags