Wild Hearts Cannot Be Broken. Quite the nasty piece of work, I'm not someone you would like to have dinner with.
Something was and wasn’t there between us,
something went on and went away.
– Wislawa Szymborska, from First Love (via truzi)

matchbookfire:

suuuuz:

poppunkfunk:

mantarayaffliction:

hannahbanannibal:

"A poem to every girl I’ve ever fucked in the back of my car" —Elijah

yo watch this it’ll blow your fucking mind i promise you

this is very important

cold chills

This made my skin crawl.

tastelessblog:

i run slower than internet explorer

I am going to hurt you.

You are going to hurt me.

But we will do it with practiced fingers
and passionate mouths
and I swear to god

it will be worth something.

Your neck looks best when you
are drinking wine right from the
bottle and I know the length you
like to keep your fingernails. You
are cute when you hum to music
and think no one is listening. I
like to watch your hands when
you are talking on the phone and
imagining I’m the only person in
the world who knows these details.
If you ever go missing, I will
describe you to the police by
explaining the way your breath
sounds and how your jaw looks
when you are laughing.
anne, little things (via anneisrestless)
Do not try to be pretty. You weren’t meant to be pretty; you were meant to burn down the earth and graffiti the sky. Don’t let anyone ever simplify you to just “pretty.” Things I Wish My Mother Had Taught Me | d.a.z (via girlsjunk)


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