(via pocahontes)
If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet
(via w0nt-surrender)
(via murdabiznesss)
I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams. How I wake up tired. How I’m being drowned by some kind of black wave.
—Elizabeth Wurtzel (via hatelyn)
(Source: emptieds, via gwenstefuckme)
I like the black and white better!
Love her. I’m so happy about all of this.
DO U EVER JUST WANNA SCREAM CAUSE SOMEONE IS SOOO FRICKIN CUTE AND U LIKE EM SO MUCH AND U WANNA SMOOCH EM FOREVER GOSH
(via ilooklikeaswagger)
(Source: thelane.com, via do-uleurexquise)
if
the ocean
can calm itself,
so can you.
we
are both
salt water
mixed
with
air.
—meditation, nayyirah waheed (via skeletongarden)
(Source: nayyirahwaheed, via sailingblues)
(Source: imafuckinglandshark, via sailingblues)
I would rather be repeatedly punched in the face and then shot in the heart by a gun, then have feelings for you, i think it would hurt less
