Peter Solarz
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

Andulka
noise dept.
we're not kids anymore.
cherry valley forever

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Cosimo Galluzzi
RMH
Stranger Things
DEAR READER
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
trying on a metaphor
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

titsay
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Show & Tell
Three Goblin Art

JBB: An Artblog!
hello vonnie

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@collaberatedconfusion
The Lord's Prayer
To those who were patient and those who were kind....
“Oh, my sweet child, They raised you to be strong So they could sacrifice you to the wolves”
— Excerpt of “Inner Child” from Infernal Feelings by anastasiasyah (via anastasiasyah)
In the time that I fell off the tracks, I realized that I left behind pieces of me in places that held no value to who I wanted to be. Choices I made were not a reflection of who I was, but instead me listening to the wrong voices inside my head and in turn causing way too much damage for me to control. There was glass shattered everywhere, blood dripping from my fingertips, and no clear vision ahead. But sometimes, the best things evolve from tragedy. Here’s to starting over.
christina forino // i think it’s time to begin again (via blackcoffee-speysidewhisky)
I understand my women. They want ball gowns and daggers for their birthdays. Its really simple.
can i ask for one more day to love you again?;
just one more moment, even if it’s just a second;
My special talent is assuming our friendship is a burden on you and you dread hearing from me. So then I stop talking to you to ease the load and ruin what we had
Dear World...
“It all comes down to the last person you think of at night. That’s where your heart is.”
~anonymous
I gave up so fucking long ago...can't you see that your playing with a dead soul
Instead of all these broken up half way to horrible but just enough of something to get me to keep trying kind of boys
Please may my best friend, my confidant and my lover all be one in the same.
It's simply that while in your arms felt like home and I never knew how much I missed that state of being until you let me in.
Me, a terrible person: wtf?? Wtf I’m a good person I dont deserve this??