Trying to find my way

Just a pop punk, full of bullshit kinda guy

[aidashakur]

Some of y’all don’t clap for others. That’s why it’ll never be your turn.

[1anonyymous1]

do u ever miss your own energy. like damn what happened to me

[lagoonhag]

wouldnt it be cool to just like not feel nervous about everything all the time

[yms1]

my favourite place in the world is my imagination

[typiing-deactivated20240430]

watch how quiet I get

[sulfatto-deactivated20241018]

[consecuences]

[professionalchaoticdumbass]

Opening Task Manager to scare the programs into behaving again

[everybody-wants-me-dead]

[areyoulostwithoutme]

“My mind is full of you.”

— (via noj-xx)

[areyoulostwithoutme]

“His feelings for me change as often as the weather, but for him I wouldn’t mind standing in the pouring rain all day.”

— I’d do anything for you (H.S)

[areyoulostwithoutme]

“You know how when you’re in a car and it’s pouring down rain, you go under a bridge and everything stops. Everything goes silent and it’s almost peaceful. Then you finally get from under the bridge, and everything hits you a litter harder than before. You were my bridge.”

— (via written-on-polaroids)

  (via kushandwizdom)

[areyoulostwithoutme]

“I could be your perfect disaster You could be my ever after”

— Marianas Trench // Ever After  (via scripter916)

[areyoulostwithoutme]

“If it comes; let it. If it goes; let it.”

— (via deeplifequotes)

[areyoulostwithoutme]

“He feels an irresistible urge to open his heart, to reveal to his friend the darkest corners of his soul, so that their friendship becomes even closer. Sensitive souls confide in each other at such moments; but sometimes, it may happen that one shrinks in fear from contact with the other.”

— Ludwig Tieck (via quotemadness)

[areyoulostwithoutme]

“I believe that life is a game of optimism. When it rains, wait for rainbows; when it’s dark, look for stars.”

— r.m.d (via wnq-writers)

[areyoulostwithoutme]

“Ready for bed?” he said with a shy smile, seeing her curled up in the sheets. She nodded and he joined her, settling into the nook of her body and pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek. Laying in bed, with him by her side, she could feel the earth softly spinning. He was always so embarassed by his snores, but it was one of the only things that ever lulled her to sleep. She closed her eyes.”

— Excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via kiraswriterthings)