BehindTheseHazelEyes

Shake It Out ~ Florence + the Machine 18| My life| ... and a bunch of other random stuff| Love&Rockets, Shelley "Here lies Shelley, an avid nipple hater who died from a nipple attack." Imogen Moreno appreciation life blog 2k11 ♡ "From the first day, your intoxicating scent my love, and in those moments, I want to be like you at times, but since that day, I have a single regret"  ♡

[sailorjackie]

Merry Christmas, followers. ♥

[xxhazeleyesxx]

HAAAAAAAPPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh goodness, Jackie xD

[sailorjackie]

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

[xxhazeleyesxx]

#eli is an idiot and i no longer feel bad for him. 

[munrographics]

cristine prosperi + munro chambers

[xxhazeleyesxx]

Jenna: You lied to me!

Becky: No I didn't lying is a sin I just left out a few details.

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[xxhazeleyesxx]

Piggyback Ride!

-> Requested by lovelyimogelikisses

[xxhazeleyesxx]

imogen-imagines replied to your post: I would make a video but no one ever sends me anything so I have no clue what to do

Make up a dance move and call it The Imogen! 8D

Crap. I just saw this. Imo, you will still get your dance, don't you worry.

[xxhazeleyesxx]

I would make a video but no one ever sends me anything so I have no clue what to do

[xxhazeleyesxx]

[myowncriticalneeds]

“Yeah well payback is a motherfucker.” 

[xoxosavannah-deactivated2012082]

[xxhazeleyesxx]

Congratulations on your face.

[xxhazeleyesxx]

I need Eli to come and stay online I've been meaning to tell him something for the past three days ;~;

Yes, this is your Batsignal

[oliviascrivens-blog]

And then our lips collided like trains. What I saw were stars, what I felt was dynamite, what I inhaled was your sweet cherry scent. 

Your hair was the autumn sun. Your eyes were the moon. Your mouth was a cavern of crystal. Within your ribcage was a storm of the ocean, salty water lapping and rattling the edges of your pearly bones upon which nested skin of olives and honey. Inside your beating heart… was the universe. The entire solar system and beyond, every star that could ever be itself was within your chest, expanding with each movement of utopia our lips made against each other. Your eyelashes were butterfly wings, kissing me ever so softly as they brushed against my cheek. It was the perfect scenery. The perfect scenery within the smallest little person who had no idea how inferior they were to me. It was so powerful. You were so powerful. So strong that it seemed to fight off the eternal hurricane that was the piling up insanity that seemed to attack all that I was. I was at peace for the first time in so long.  It felt as if… we were not even in the world anymore. You were the world. An earth within itself that was swallowing me, atom by atom. The room was gone. The cameras were gone. There was only us. As your hand brushed against the area of my neck tied together by the vein of my heart, I grew frightening that you’d sense it… that you’d sense how erratic my heart was beating for your lip’s continuous embrace that felt like dreams I could never wake up from. 

You begin to pull away, and my stomach drops in distaste. Please don’t wake me up, Imogen. Please stay. But it’s too late; reality has slapped me full in the face and the surroundings become more tangible as I slowly open my eyes. Your eyelids are still fluttered shut, and I take those few seconds to remember how gorgeous you looked in harmony with my desire to stay close to you. You probably didn’t feel as disappointed as I did, that it had to end. You seemed to joyous that it had happened. As if you had only gone through all this trouble for one slow kiss.  Your eyes opened to reveal dilated auburn orbs, clouded with what I could only presume was lust… You were pleased with yourself, and the feeling was mutual. But that was it. That fireworthy kiss was the beginning of all that we were. And with each beginning came an end; and the only thing that could have- and did - ruin the moment of what would be the closest to salvation I could ever imagine, was the fact that the end would come. Whether it be soon or far away, it would hit us like a fist to the face. And I don’t know if it’s just me, but I’d rather much have your palm brush against my cheek instead.

Imogen Moreno, that was our golden scene. Our infinite moment. Because you are golden… You are infinite. 

[izzz-yy]

do you ever feel like people just forget you exist

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[dylanevz]

[xxhazeleyesxx]

send me one please, and I'll answer.

Dear person I hate,

Dear person I like,

Dear ex boyfriend,

Dear ex girlfriend,

Dear ex bestfriend,

Dear bestfriend,

Dear *anyone*,

Dear Santa,

Dear mom,

Dear dad,

Dear future me,

Dear past me,

Dear person I’m jealous of,

Dear person I had a crush on,

Dear girlfriend,

Dear boyfriend,