Masterpiece.

You killed me with words, so now I fly from sorrow. Stacy. 22☮. Enjoy the advenure. var ref = (''+document.referrer+''); document.write('

[coffeepeople]

How wild is it that every version of you probably exists still, somewhere, in someone’s memory? The messy you, crying on the floor exists still in your mind. The happy, sun-soaked you, exists in your best friend’s memory. No part of you has died, all parts of us exist always, simultaneously and hidden. 

[expressions-of-nature]

by Martin Heiberg Hjortsø

[nevver]

[myravenousmindandme]

[flawlesskstew]

[gayhansolo]

carrie……………

[zackisontumblr]

i have 3 moods:

skips every song on my ipod

lets the music play without interruption

plays the same song on repeat for days

[streetstyleplatform]

[melisica]

[wnq-music]

I feel like my life is flashing by and all I can do is watch and cry.

Adele, “Million Years Ago”, 25   (via wnq-music)

[kmtarchive-deactivated20201028]

me: every boy in the world is terrible john boyega: me: it has been brought to my attention that perhaps, there are a few boys who are alright,