Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.

You know he is a symbol of your weakness, your Kryptonite. How he rushes in like wildfire and burns through everything you worked so hard to build since he last left you in ashes.

Lang Leav (Signposts, Lullabies)

alt-j:

theopiumwars:

brbjellyfishing:

there are millions of starving kids in africa and miley cyrus has 15 chapstick egg things 

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did you seriously take the time to count exactly how many chapstick eggs she had before making this post?

counting isn’t actually as difficult and time-consuming as you would imagine

I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don’t know what grey is. I never did.

(via bl-ossomed)

 

(via oliveweed)

safety-officer-barto:

trimcoast:

safety-officer-barto:

why does tumblr always personify introversion as a tiny cute girl who drinks tea reads books and wears sweaters like i’m a 190 pound man who hangs out in the gym and in the woods doin manly shit but people still make me nervous like damn

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my hand slipped.

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I FUCKING LOVE THIS