we're not kids anymore.
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
cherry valley forever
dirt enthusiast
AnasAbdin

Origami Around

#extradirty
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noise dept.
KIROKAZE
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Cosmic Funnies

oozey mess
DEAR READER

if i look back, i am lost
Keni

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
trying on a metaphor
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want.
S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders (via alunit)
*slaps myself in the face* BE BETTER
I think the saddest moment is the crack you hear in someone’s voice when they are talking about something very upsetting but trying to be strong. Courage is underrated.
well, fuck
my reaction to everything (via nakedly)
i wish i could be the person i want to be but im too tired
I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
Lang Leav, “And/Or,” Lullabies (via wordsnquotes)
Its the smallest things that break your heart the most… This is one of them
Even if things didn’t always go the way they should, sometimes they went exactly where they needed to.
Laura Dave, Eight Hundred Grapes (via booksquoteslove)
I want something more. A life worth fighting for.
Against The Current // Brighter (via forgottenfeeelings)
Be more than what you think of yourself
kajewrotethat (via wnq-writers)
Growing up I always saw suicide depicted as some thin beautiful girl sitting in a bathtub with a razor and regrets. Or a boy clutching a handful of pills as he wondered what would happen if he took them. Or someone finally taking that step off of that building, people crowding around, screaming. So naturally, I never thought I was suicidal. Except- I didn't look before I crossed the street. And I always took one too many sleeping pills at night. And sometimes I would sit in class and wonder about my death as if it was some simple equation like "world - me = better?" And sometimes when I was driving, I wouldn't take the time to look in my mirror before turning. I was always suicidal. I was just too caught up in the media's lovely depiction of it, that I never noticed the way I loved to put my life in danger.