I pinky promise forever.



passion4te:







I’d love to sit there and just drink my tea, listening to the rain





 I’d love to have sex there and listen to the rain between moans



 there are two kinds of people




i am both

im really jealous of people who can accept themselves and be confident and actually like how they look because it fucking kills me looking in the mirror and just wanting to cry and crumble into little pieces

(Source: my-body-not-yours, via vodkacupcakes)

extrasad:

this doesnt make sense i cant sleep 
pale-castle:

cityrebels:






Things I find strangely pretty: dust swimming in the afternoon sun.

i’ve been waiting for this gif to pop back up in my dash for forever




definitely one of my favorite gifs

this is so pretty
detention:

im following back tons!!
distraction:

calins:

there-is-only-us:

-nutellaprincess:

prenotion:

countryboysaregoodformyheart:

whiskeyybentandhellbound:

californiabelle:

dogtagswithlove:

teasedd:

soveryprettyinpink:

I was yelling at him to look at the camera.Lol. ♥ 

kill me

The look on his face. Just look at it. Damn, he’s in love with her.

PRECIOUS

My girl will like this

I have rebloged this every time I see it

oh

why is this my first time seeing this it’s adorable omg

I will never not reblog this. It is just too perfect. 

best gif I have ever seen omfg so cute

aw

beyonces-butt:

I hate it when you’ve been really on edge for a while and then you have a breakdown over a little thing and everyone thinks that you’re getting super upset about not washing your hair

(via crystallized-teardrops)

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1. There will be several days that you daydream about stepping in front of a city bus. Don’t. It will not be beautiful. It will not be brave. It will be selfish. It will be broken. Your mother will cry.

2. Don’t write for him. Write for you. Write for others like you. Write so the girl that thinks about stepping in front of public transportation doesn’t. Don’t be selfish.

3. When you will yourself to sleep and it doesn’t come- get up. It doesn’t matter that it’s 3 am. There will be other 3 am’s. Take a shower. Take two. Wash him out of your hair. Write a poem. Read the same book you’ve read 202 times again. The 203rd time might tell you something different. Don’t stay in bed- you will think about the bus again.

4. Don’t kiss him because he’s broken. Don’t kiss him because his laughter never reaches his eyes. Don’t try and fix him. Fix yourself first. Be selfish. He can’t save you.

5. Date yourself. Take yourself out to eat. Don’t share your popcorn at the movies with anyone. Stroll around an art museum alone. Fall in love with canvases. Fall in love with yourself.

6. Dress up and wear red lipstick and get drunk with your friends. They’re the ones that will pick you up. Don’t kiss him. Or him. Don’t fall asleep on strange couches with strange boys. When his hand slides up your dress walk away. Hit him. Don’t kiss him. He can’t save you.

7. Get another tattoo. Get five more. Get another hole in your ear. Don’t listen to your dad. You will still be able to get a job. Did you really want to be employed by someone like your father? Haven’t you had enough of judgmental old white men anyway? Get fuck you tattooed in tiny letters on your hip.

8. When you feel the yearning for a new city- start over. Take 200 bucks and a three suitcases. Work anywhere that will have you. Meet strange people and forget your name. Call yourself Ruby. No one will know the difference. Remember to call your mother. Don’t be selfish. Come home when you find yourself in the strangers and the small one bedroom apartment.

9. Don’t whisper evil things into your own ear. Other people are going to shout them at you. Be your own hero. Keep a sword on your key ring.

10. Don’t step in front of a city bus. It will not be beautiful. Live. Stay up all night with a boy that promises you everything and means it. Live. See shitty local bands with a friend. Wear a different band’s t-shirt. No one will care. Live. Have a baby girl with tiny fingers and tiny toes someday. Pour love into her until it’s overflowing. Live. Wake up. Staying in bed all day is not poetic.

Live. Live.

Live.

Do you hear that? It’s me. It’s your life. Wake up.

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perfect)

(via truthbekn0wn)

s-e-a-l-s:

vintage summer xo
evolutional:

shes so fucking cute oh my god 
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