Ashli.

These violent delights have violent ends.

[bring-the-homo]

I’m v offended I haven’t seen some of those in the rip vine videos so I made my own

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“I will always lean my heart as close to your soul as I can.”

— Shams-ud-din Muhammad Hafiz, tr. by Daniel Ladinsky, from “The Woman I Love,”

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“I will always lean my heart as close to your soul as I can.”

— Shams-ud-din Muhammad Hafiz, tr. by Daniel Ladinsky, from “The Woman I Love,”

[neckkiss]

Annie Hall (1977)

[icantdothisalone2]

@David ray

[tiny-girl-wannabe]

i wanna have collarbones to the point where i can put stuff in it

(pics aren’t mine i wish they were:( )

[anxietyproblem]

[writingplayingliving]

“I can’t begin to heal,

not yet,

because I am still breaking.”

[love]

[ddoublefeature]

[5oil]

[coral]

“I will never love anything the way I loved you.”

— (via coral)

[exquisiteedaisiess]

“I wish I could have seen the future so, I could have changed my mistake of pushing you away.”

— exquisitedaisys  (via wnq-writers)

[caseypaganelli]

I wished my old self knew that boys don’t determine my worth. I define who I want to be and I have a unique purpose.

[phaxes]

via weheartit

[icantdothisalone2]

How do I explain to him I miss you but I don’t want you back when I don’t even understand it myself. I miss the way you poison my very existence, because let’s be honest you only speak to the bad parts of me. I hope I don’t always miss you. I need the good parts of me to be in control but you pull me in like the moon pulls close the ocean. Your love hurts and his doesn’t. He makes me feel like early morning sunshine softly lighting the room. You make me feel like the leftover pieces of all the women you’ve destroyed before me. you pick and choose which one of us you want to display. Little trophies on your bookshelf of life. Tell me Am I most intriguing to display?

-I’ll never admit this and you’ll never read it.

[coral]

“A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.”

—  Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last (via coral)

[coral]

“I set off, off to kill the man I love.”

— Richelle Mead, Shadow Kiss (via coral)

[oliviamobbs]