I tear my heart open I sew myself shut My weakness is That I care too much My scars remind us That the past is real I tear my heart open Just to feel
Papa Roach

shark vs the universe
noise dept.
tumblr dot com
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
styofa doing anything
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Product Placement
occasionally subtle

roma★
Cosmic Funnies
RMH
trying on a metaphor

oozey mess
Not today Justin
cherry valley forever

Kiana Khansmith
art blog(derogatory)
$LAYYYTER
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@setfreelovelife
I tear my heart open I sew myself shut My weakness is That I care too much My scars remind us That the past is real I tear my heart open Just to feel
Papa Roach
Never ever lose a chance to tell someone you love them.
(via kushandwizdom)
i lost it
that ‘grow together’ type love.
Wolftyla (via kushandwizdom)
(via kushandwizdom)
I need more of you, less of everyone else.
(via lmaoooo)
(via kushandwizdom)
🔥❤
Nur so ganz nebenbei, du fehlst mir gerade.
(via hinter-weissem-rauch)
could I have done it any better? if the answer is no, let it go.
Unknown (via kushandwizdom)
(via kushandwizdom)
No trust, no harm, just another false alarm.
setfreelovelife
Und was soll man machen, wenn die Gefühle nicht so wollen wie der Kopf?
bordsteinpoesie (via bordsteinpoesie)
She was trained to conceal imaginary wounds under a Spartan smile.
Edith Wharton (via quotemadness)
Like a wild flower; she spent her days, allowing herself to grow, not many knew of her struggle, but eventually all; knew of her light.
Nikki Rowe (via quotemadness)
Man sagt, dass alles Glück dieser Welt vor unseren Augen liegt, doch wie oft täuscht man sich in dem, was man mit den Augen sieht.
Tim Bendzko (via bordsteinpoesie)