الحب الذي يستهلك

Never text him when you’re sad.
— Six word story (words I need to tell myself)

(Source: bleeding-earrs, via fuckkk-y0u)


I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart.
— (via ivan-ho)

(Source: faithandotherdrugs, via yourhomebro)


grimelords:

Making out with a girl for the first time is the coolest thing and the second coolest thing is driving home and getting aware of all the parts of your face where she was and tasting her lip balm on your lips. The third coolest thing is outer space.

(via lesbianwarfare)

girlnah:

Aaah magnifique

rexuality:

me: wow this is fucked up
vagina: idk it’s kinda hot :|
me: vagina no
vagina: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

(via khaleesie)

curseofthefanartlords:

When I was a kid I thought your 20s were supposed to be fun, not filled with perpetual anxiety about financial stability and constantly feeling like an unaccomplished piece of shit. 

(via swallowbitchpeoplearestarving)

I began to draw an invisible boundary between myself and other people. No matter who I was dealing with. I maintained a set distance, carefully monitoring the person’s attitude so that they wouldn’t get any closer. I didn’t easily swallow what other people told me. My only passions were books and music.
— Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart  (via turples)

(Source: seabois, via alliwantisyouandyou)


dazily:

new tapestry from urban outfitters ft. me  @freyahaley x