"Creativity can not be judged" - Beyonce

Home is where the heart is...

[chimpanzeejim]

[pubicdragon]

HAHAHA

[tv-gifs-blog1]

[badmusicforbadpeoplex-deactivat]

Dwight,

[girlsluvbeyonce]

[mercedesbenzodiazepine]

I hate when you’re like “fuck it’s so hot” and someone’s like “well why don’t you take your jacket off?” Like bitch no…this is my outfit

[lovedroughts]

[lovedroughts]

DELETE THISSS

[wordsnquotes]

Weeping is not the same thing as crying, It takes your whole body to weep, and when it’s over, you feel like you don’t have any bones left to hold you up.

Sarah Ockler (via wordsnquotes)

[dilapidated-youth]

[minimango]

you said you were cold so I set myself on fire but you got too hot and asked me to leave.

(via trippins)

[minimango]

If I can love the wrong person this much, think of how much more I could love the right one.

(via legitcelebrity)

[taraknowlshasmoved-deactivated2]

is there ever that one celebrity that no matter what mood youre in, if you feel like crap you just see a picture of them and you just smile and think “thank you for existing” because they have made your day brighter even if you don’t really know them 

[latelycravingmore]

I like clingy. I like when someone purposely grabs my hand to show other people I’m theirs. I like that when something exciting happens during the day, I’m the first person you want to tell. I like coming back to an “I miss you” text message when I’m in class or taking a nap. I like that random call at one in the morning just because you wanted to hear my voice. I little gestures that show I’m important, and you enjoy having me in your life.

EY (via latelycravingmore)

[little-miss-tragedy]

It isn’t always popping pills, downing whiskey, or slicing veins. Sometimes it’s crossing the street without looking; sometimes it isn’t wearing your seatbelt. Sometimes it’s as simple as staying up all night, because you don’t want tomorrow to come.

(345/365) by (DS)

When I was a teenager I walk to the river and laid on thin ice & begged for it to break. It didn’t and I walked home and sat at the dinner table and went on with my night. Don’t do that ever.

(via officialaudreykitching)

[bookmania]

Alice asked the Cheshire Cat, who was sitting in a tree, “What road do I take?” The cat asked, “Where do you want to go?” “I don’t know,” Alice answered. “Then,” said the cat, “it really doesn’t matter, does it?”

Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland (via suspend)

[wnq-writers]

Your shirt smells like smoke mixed with cologne. You’ve been out all night. Your hair is messy and cool. I play with it as you lie in my lap. I run my fingers through each strand combing the gel out with my fingers; you tell me it feels good and beg me not to stop. You don’t make eye contact anymore. I think about this as you talk. It’s been so long since I’ve seen your eyes. You’ve turned away from me and I see them in the rear view mirror and realize how sad, lonely, and filled with lies they are. You tell me how you want to stop drinking because you think you’re becoming an alcoholic. I nod in agreement and wonder why you’d rather get drunk on tequila shots instead of my love. It’s a thought that burns holes in my head. It makes me sad to watch you self destruct. I know I can’t save you no matter how hard I try. I listen to your stories and your ramblings about the unfairness of this world. I watch your eyes light a blaze as you open up to me about your most recent philosophies and truths; like how you don’t believe in love. I fake a smile while underneath my heart breaks and bleeds for the boy you used to be…. I love you, my love.

Admira Alic  (via wordsnquotes)