a quiet place

[onetreehill-gifs]

[ajoylesseuphoria]

[so-pale-girl]

ALCOHOL MAY NOT SOLVE YOUR PROBLEMS. BUT NEITHER WILL WATER OR MILK

Teen (via menpale)

[cfmusings-blog]

                    will    y o u   s t i l l                       Ꮋ  Օ  Ꮮ  Ꭰ     Ꮇ  Ꭼ                     when you see what                     ɪ     ʜ ᴀ ᴠ ᴇ     ᴅᴏɴᴇ?

                                                                             will    y o u    still                                                                             ｋ ｉ ｓ ｓ     ｍｅ                                                                              the   same  when                                                                              you  t a s t e   my                                                                              VICTIM’S  BLOOD?

[dollsuggestion]

I’d rather never get better than change who I am

[dollsuggestion]

Maybe I’ll stand out more if I’m damaged this way

[inkskinned]

i believe in the saddest of us, who tell me: if love was a river, i would be a desert. i believe that the love you don’t see is left for other things; in your passions, in your friendships, in your hobbies. the saddest people are the softest of us, know how it feels to hurt, do their best to make happiness where there is none. i believe even those who think they are unloved: you radiate the warmth you are not shown. 

[teenspider-deactivated20150607]

[deletes]

[officialkarlmarx]

for tumblr’s amazing asexuals idk I just made a bunch of these since people seemed to really like the first one

[skyhigh-fightingoffspaceships]

[sundayepiphany]

I’m sorry that I took so long to tell you that I loved you when I knew that I did.

D.N. // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #77 (via sundayepiphany)

[shoppingcartfullofpinkturd-deac]

[openlylesbian-deactivated201709]

a child loved by violence // h.y.k

your mother dressed as the butcher, throat in her hands,

tension in her arms not unlike a noose–

you know she loves you, just not in a good way:

you show her your famine, and she chokes the hunger out of you, fingerprints purple on your jugular vein–

someday, she’ll teach you this tender kind of killing:

the kind where everything painful is never pointless

and you have nothing to lose by dying anyway

[ohevelyn]

i’m hollow and fragile, don’t drop me

[sleepysuggestions]

I yearn for your arms around my waist and your warm hands holding me in my bed

[incoloure-deactivated20190202]

But you deserve the universe and I’m just a star

(via dionne-writes)