(via lust-in-her-eyes)
It’s just so strange.
You used to love me,
and now you’re a stranger
who happens to know all
of my secrets.
— Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradics)
(via lust-in-her-eyes)
(via lust-in-her-eyes)
The sign of intelligence is that you are constantly wondering. Idiots are always dead sure about every damn thing they are doing in their life. — Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudev (via larmoyante)
(Source: larmoyante, via lust-in-her-eyes)
(Source: so-awkw4rd, via staypozitive)
I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion. — Jack Kerouac (via dealll)
(Source: havelessbemore, via dealll)
(Source: staypozitive)
I want to be
the sentence
that you stare at
and read
over
and
over
and never
comprehend.
(via dranamichelle)
I want to be
the sentence
that you stare at
and read
over
and
over
and never
comprehend.
(via dranamichelle)
Sometimes the truth don’t rhyme. — Chance the Rapper (via poeticartillery)
Ask.fm/tyrauhl
I think I’ve forgotten how’ta use this site, after being idle for sooooo long.
jhtvmbas: at times i feel i am existing in this universe solely to be the devils... -
at times i feel i am existing in this universe solely to be the devils little puppet; there is this strange darkness of my aura that the world cannot seem to grasp. almost like i am incapable of relating to anyone ive ever known and incapable of contentment in things other than misery. ironically…
(Source: kruczynski)
My heart burns bad.