at-seapoint:

im gonna lose more weight and get tattooed and be super hot soon just you wait

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at-seapoint grrzombies
The fact is that when you make the other suffer, he will try to find relief by making you suffer more. The result is an escalation of suffering on both sides. Thich Nhat Hanh (via thecalminside)
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owlberta bel1efs
lizemeddings skeletifrick

candycoatedmedcruncher:

onlyblackgirl:

youngblackandvegan:

wishmaker7:

birdghost:

irl-spain:

sentimentalslut:

people say ‘I love you’ in a lot of different ways

'eat something'

'buckle up'

'get some sleep'

'here have my fries'

'Im gonna draw you something'

'yeah i'll buy it for you'

'text me when you get home safe'

'i brought taco bell'
'have the last slice'
'i got you'

'are you okay'

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sentimentalslut candycoatedmedcruncher

I’ve found that if you live life, life will love you back.
Reblog if you wouldn’t mind some curious anons
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daezilly fuckitsnikki
I need someone who can keep up with me mentally and sexually
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itgetsdown fuckitsnikki
Mine // His

partickstump:

i :) am :) so :) stressed :) about :) everything :) all :) the :) time :)

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brenodnurie torielovescats
500px.com rainbovvapple
My new collection is perf. 😍
I really do miss what we almost had. Unknown (via arkitextura)
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arkitextura candycoatedmedcruncher

lostincape-town:

I’m attracted to intelligence. Not the book smart type of intelligence. I could care less whether you’ve gone to college or how much money you make because of it. I like intelligent conversations that make me think even hours after it’s ended. I soak up words from radical minds.

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lostincape-town feedyourhead303
I MISS YOU. I MISS YOU AND I’M AN IDIOT FOR MISSING THE CURVES OF YOUR BODY AND THE LATE NIGHTS SO I WONT TEPL A SINGLE PERAON BUT IT’S DRIVING ME INSANE. I MISS YOU AND NO MATTER HOW PATHETICALLY POSITIVE I AM ABOUT EVERYTHING I DON’T TRUST ANYONE LIKE I TRUSTED YOU.

I don’t even have a number to text you anymore. I literally have nothing but these letters with broken promises and everything we should have could have been and memories. I can’t even be at this fucking school for more than a couple hours without getting pissed off. Even the teachers and lunch ladies ask about you. And say I’m sorry when they find out. Fuck everything. Fuck everyone. Tate what the fuck did we do?

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