Oh, if only you knew.

[always-overthinking-at2am]

do you ever think about me, like i do?

[qvotext]

Joan Bauer; Almost Home

[el-atico-de-un-alma-rota-deacti]

Les juro que lleva la noche estrellada de Van Gogh en esos ojos.

[lowcalwhore]

I feel like a fraud because I’m not skinny.

I feel like a fraud because I binge.

I feel like a fraud because I gain/lose the same weight in this ugly cycle that won’t end.

[the-memedaddy]

Meirl

[philosophybits]

“Those who know that they are profound strive for clarity. Those who would like to seem profound to the crowd strive for obscurity. For the crowd believes that if it cannot see to the bottom of something it must be profound.”

— Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science

[psssssshhhhhhh]

Me: *crushing hard on a straight girl*

My narrator: this one’s gonna hurt. Yea it’s gonna hurt real bad.

[oceano-de-letras]

Si te pido que te vayas, ignórame, y quédate a mi lado.

-Camila

[fedupwithyou]

It is the late evenings,

warm laughter,

understanding smiles...

It is the nights

where I almost fall asleep

listening to your voice.

It's the promise of tomorrow

and how everything

will finally

be alright again.

The days I spend with you

[thegoddessofsarcasm]

Me: I've got this interesting concept for a story! And i've just got the right characters for it!

Someone with common sense: oh, great! Are you gonna write it, then?

Me:...

Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves.

[sunsetquotes]

“Once you know a thing you can’t ever unknow it.”

— Carol Rifka Brunt

[whendidmythoughtsgocrazy]

“Pull me into your arms and put your head on top of mine.”

— k.b. // i just want to feel your arms around me

[qvotext]

[piojito-de-casa]

“Playing with your fingers and drawing on your hand. Wishing to intertwine your fingers with mine.”

— k.b. // how does it feel to hold your hand? (via whendidmythoughtsgocrazy)

[ethrelustful]

Reblog if your pro recovery. Whether you’re in it or not

[silver-hair-rainbow-eyes]

always. ALWAYS.

[t-h-i-n-wannabe]

If you’re not, please leave my blog

[mysticaltales]

Me alejé para que después no duela pero te recuerdo y como dueles.

-Lya

[anes-tesia]

Por qué?

@72kilos