Coffee, cuts and cigarette butts.

          This blog is a combination of what I feel and what I want to feel, what's on my mind and what's on my heart, either I want it there or not, thoughts I don't have the courage to say or wouldn't even dare tell you, and things I actually want to hear from you.                    ❒ Single ❒ Taken ✔ Depressed

[royalteens]

[my-little-wood]

[poietike-deactivated20200109]

[kushandwisdom]

[tandisii]

[itsthewaitingunknown]

Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.

The Little Prince   (via umaasaparin)

[thezealotsblindfold]

[seabois]

I would kiss you in the middle of a lightning storm. I would kiss you knowing it would kill me, cause I’d rather be left for dead than left to wonder what thunder sounds like.”

Andrea Gibson (via lovequotesrus)

[overwhelmedmary]

I am happy. I think I really am. But then I get sad. And sometimes it overwhelms me how sad I can get.

Maria Joana (via bruisinq)

[larmoyante]

In Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound”. It’s a twinge in your heart, far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn’t a spaceship, it’s a time machine. It goes backwards and forwards, it takes us to a place where we ache to go again.

Don Draper, “The Wheel” (via tilthe)

[urlysuck]

[im-a-fanfic-bitch]

[stolen-matters-deactivated20151]

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[vacants]

[my-teen-quote]

[invocado]

[onadarkcoldnight]

[animalsnaps]