I remember crying over you and I lost so many tears. Now I’m here and I don’t know why I ever cared so much about you.
sad-idol (via sad-idol)

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You need something to open up a new door, to show you something you seen before but overlooked a hundred times or more
 Bob Dylan (via purplebuddhaproject)

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My ultimate goal is to be at peace with myself, eliminate toxic feelings and elements and energies from my life, unlearn negative and harmful practices and thought patterns, stop checking for people that don’t check for me, create a space for myself that is nurturing for growth so that I may generate loving energy for myself and for others, nourish my spirit and balance my energies, I have big dreams and i deserve to live a life i love and let that love radiate.
ZIALIZIA: (via beautiful-ambition)

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collideskies:

Miss Perfect - Title Fight
lettheoceantakemee:

Real Friends - Sixteen
ultraraw:

urbanreading:

Being haunted by desire of authenticity I take stealthy photos sometimes. I am interested to know how people read when they think nobody’s looking. The world surely does not exist for them at that moment.

I really like this
thecuntssofar:

Brian Blake of Real Friends - Late Nights in My Car
beecauseiamme:

*chuckles while crying on the inside*
Reblog if you’d care if I killed myself

oliviagracespeaks:

danidollfacex:

paintedbreath:

i tried to scroll past this but that one reblog just might save somebodies life 

I tried to scroll too..

Why would you people try to scroll past this

(via ehohwell)

I didn’t get lost in you, I fucking drowned.
(via borinq)

(Source: innfluenced, via buttsdotcom)