the truth behind glass mountains

Black cats and jumping jacks.

[theslaybymic]

[hufflepuffandtea-deactivated202]

the hero we didn’t ask for, but truly deserve.

[democraticsenator]

1 + 1 = 2 I AM SCREMAKNF

[freckledskin-blog]

Me af

[untexting]

Does anyone else get those random rushes of motivation like, “I’m gonna be so fucking successful dammit, watch me”

[as-thin-as-fuck]

how do you make them last for more than 4 hours?

[tehicepedazos]

#kotonoha no niwa #anime

[danielodowd-deactivated20170124]

Sarah Pannell

[livingby]

[fohk]

[sizvideos]

Feeding the cats (Video)

[wnq-music]

How can I ask anyone to love me when all I do is beg to be left alone.

Fiona Apple, “Left Alone” (via wnq-music)

Damn

[abandonedloveseries]

Abandoned Love Series | Peyton Fulford

Instagram // Tumblr // Facebook

“ Abandoned Love is a photographic series in which the artist had people from all over the world (Australia, Italy, Ireland, New Zealand, UK, and the USA) send her private thoughts, diary entries, text messages, etc on Tumblr to which she then created into banners and placed on abandoned buildings. ”

[freckledskin-blog]

Not crying...

[pon-raul]

when u accidentally pour too much alcohol into ur mixed drunk and u have to tough it up Bc momma didn’t raise a quitter

[365q]

[puppiestotherescue]

[freckledskin-blog]

Wrinkles

[bridgetoteranarnia-blog]

You wrecked me and I apologized.

(via devils-bay)

No longer.

[delicatepoetry]

I want to spend October with you, because it’s my favorite month and happens during my favorite season. I wish we could aimlessly walk around a forest and with each leaf that falls from the branches above, we fall a little more for each other too. While hand in hand we can crave the smell of warm coffee and cinnamon muffins on a chilly morning, we could feel the autumn breeze brush against our skin and the goose bumps we get, we won’t be able to tell if it’s from touching each other’s skin or from the wind being too cool. When we lay in bed you’d have the hardest time moving an inch away from me, because I’d want to be skin to skin every minute. These lonely summer nights without you make me crave the fall, and crave the season of death in the hopes that maybe this loneliness would die too, and you’d appear by my side. I can’t tell if I love the night too dearly, or hate it too passionately. I think I’d adore it if I got to sleep next to you every evening, and I think that I’d enjoy the sunset more watching it hit your face than actually seeing it say goodnight. I just crave to spend time with you, I do.

i.c. // October (via delicatepoetry)

[ericscissorhands]

[lildouchebag]

okay but who wants to reblog this with links

[freckledskin-blog]

me rewatching season one of any show: I CAN'T DO THIS LOOK AT THEM THEY'RE JUST BABIES

[theravensden]