I like bands

gnawruto:

foodtrucker:

I manage to turn everything into crap wow

yes that’s called digestion

(Source: foodtrucker, via bastille)

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sadpigeon:

*sips cup of tea at Starbucks* *puts down John Green book* *sighs* I guess I’m a little tumblr-famous. I got like… thirty notes on a WeHeartIt picture I reposted once. *shrugs* it’s whatever, though. I don’t let it go to my head

(Source: christmaspigeon, via oknope)

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1 day ago
su-i-cid-e:

ionicsky:

extrasad:

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 
I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside
of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.
The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told
me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded
my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.
I had stars in my lungs but I burned them
all out with the cigarettes I was smoking
to get you the fuck out of my throat. The
flowers growing at the bottoms of my 
stomach are dead. Apparently you  
can’t water flowers with vodka.
I had the sky in my veins but it’s
been pretty fucking stormy since I
ripped them open. I had planets 
on the tip of my tongue but
the debris from the shattered 
remains of “us” have been
crashing into them. I was
everything. And then I met
you and we were everything.
Now you’re fucking some
blonde girl who gets
high all the time and
I’m a fucking
mess.

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

q’d

su-i-cid-e:

ionicsky:

extrasad:

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 

I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside

of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.

The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told

me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded

my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.

I had stars in my lungs but I burned them

all out with the cigarettes I was smoking

to get you the fuck out of my throat. The

flowers growing at the bottoms of my

stomach are dead. Apparently you  

can’t water flowers with vodka.

I had the sky in my veins but it’s

been pretty fucking stormy since I

ripped them open. I had planets 

on the tip of my tongue but

the debris from the shattered 

remains of “us” have been

crashing into them. I was

everything. And then I met

you and we were everything.

Now you’re fucking some

blonde girl who gets

high all the time and

I’m a fucking

mess.

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

q’d

(via fading-in-dark-silence)

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Posted
1 day ago

Paulo Coelho (via kushandwizdom)

(via fading-in-dark-silence)

Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.
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1 day ago

doctorgaylove:

Homophobes who say “but the gay lifestyle leads to depression and higher risks of suicide”.

Like really? And why is that? Whose fault do you think that is?

(via healingx)

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1 day ago

 Nicholas SparksDear John
(via minuty)

I finally understood what true love meant…love meant that you care for another person’s happiness more than your own, no matter how painful the choices you face might be.
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