carry on

alexandra. az. musician. model for ford robert black agency. all social media: alexandraberit

[bondo07]

It feels as if my chest is empty. The never ending pang has disappeared and I almost miss it. You were alcohol that burned as it ran down my throat, you were addicting. Now, with you fading from my system I feel weak. I feel my mouth salivating, craving for the taste of the feeling I once had.

my feels

[kyonite]

this is the perfect grade of good luck

reblog in 5 seconds and all of your grades will inch ever closer to perfect

[saarijaervis]

game-tying goal scorer (04.20.2017)

[humorduke]

[iglovequotes]

http://iglovequotes.net/

[bondo07]

FUCK ME

i miss you

[bondo07]

Lungs

I think my lungs have become smaller, because lately it’s been harder to breathe. I find myself gasping for air, only to find myself breathing in nothing but acid fumes that make my throat burn. My eyes have grown red, weighed down by tears and tired hands. The corners of my mouth have become weak, unable to hold their weight. My mind has become judgmental, berating my tongue for speaking those words and scowling at my hands for allowing those actions. My heart has become heavy, after withstanding a battle it has become sluggish, and although it is not whole, it carries a deeper weight in my chest. My hair has become tired, from my constant attention and pulling. My stomach feels ailing, all of the acid I have breathed in is bubbling and laughing as my body fights it off. The pain that plagues my mind and consumes my body is making me weak; tired. My mind is fighting with itself and blaming my heart for ever allowing this to happen. Who is it to blame? My heart, for allowing me to love? My mind, for revealing itself to another? My body, for yielding to every command? My hands, for allowing the actions? My tongue, for allowing those words to be said? My heart chimes in, “Mind, you did this. You were trying to protect me when I did not need your protection anymore. I was safe, I was in trustworthy hands, but you must ruin every chance I have because you are afraid I will get hurt again.” My mind realizes my heart is right, in protecting my heart from future pain it caused it now. Abruptly and unbearably. One can only hope that when I am finally healed my mind, my heart, and my body; can all live in peace.

[bondo07]

I tease in my Calvin's

[waspkit]

your creature name

first letter of your first name

last two letters of your last name

last 2 letters of your first name

[isotoperuption-blog]

rerta, how is that pronounced.

[omgsnowyseyeliner-deactivated20]

HONEY. MY NAME IS HONEY

[bondo07]

Adora, my name is Adora. That's so lovely.

[bondo07]

florals 🌸

[thequotejournals]

I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.

Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow Of The Wind (via thequotejournals)

[zoesbook-deactivated20180405]

lets have phone sex over walkie talkies

[rninor-blog]

“bend over” “bend what? over”

[sohotthatimelted-blog]

[imjust-a-girl]

[bandtshirt]

[zz7n0104]

THIS ONE IS TOO MUCH