no clue.

Vivimos en un tiempo donde quisieramos que la realidad fuera distinta.

[metamorphosisofmeg]

struggling means that you’re trying

and trying means you still have the chance to make it we’ll get there some day  (via metamorphosisofmeg)

[setyourphaserstostun]

[skytier]

About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.

[craftynyx]

Reblogging for the comment

[ray-rabies-deactivated20150812]

How old are you? 

“ten”

How long have you been ten?

“…”

[getoutofmyheadcharles]

“I know what you are.”

“Say it.”

“A Pokemon Master.”

[shinimasu-deactivated20130526]

[morir-mientras-duermo]

La verdad duele, la mentira mata pero la duda...tortura.

[lifeismymiracle]

[lovequotesrus]

Everything you love is here

[thoughtsfeatyou]

Ahora solo me limito a escribir lo que no puedo decir.

(via disgustinghabit)

[eroticfriendfictions]

Source

[incubusvibes]

Sincerely Yours, The Breakfast Club

[wnq-writers]

I’m drowning under the weight of my own expectations.

(via just-anotherr-teenagerr)

[habibanasr]

When it’s over, leave. Don’t continue watering a dead flower.

(via keep-that-pussy-wet)

[decuresmacanudo]

[larmoyante]

She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city.

Roman Payne, The Wanderess (via thesoutherly)

[escandalos-poeticos]

Cada vez mais eu escrevo com menos palavras. Meu livro melhor acontecerá quando eu de todo não escrever. Eu tenho uma falta de assunto essencial.

Clarice Lispector.  (via induzido)

[pr1nceshawn]

[not-enoughlove-blog]

me looking at thing: yooooo

me looking at price: nooooo

[tanbetrer88]

Songs that are turning 10 years old in 2015

[erisandtheapple]

I’m still depressed, but how depressed I am varies, which is good. Much of the time, it’s a comfortable numbness that just makes things feel muted. Other times, I’m standing in the shower or something and I can feel the nothingness hurtling toward me at eight thousand miles per hour and there’s nothing I can really do aside from let it happen and wait until it goes away again.

Allie Brosh - Hyperbole and a Half (via pixiebitchh)

[olivierassayas]