The days are a death wish

*trigger warning*

•always here if you wanna talk•

•BANDS ARE LIFE•

you’ll regret me like the tattoos on your skin

•Not gonna say much about myself•

•there's no point•

I LOVE VODKA

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“Even if we’re married for 23 years,
I still want you to flirt with me.”

A novel written by me. (via amandahhplease)

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icarly-official:

why do teenage girls hang out in odd numbers?

because they can’t even

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“Growing up I thought being in love was red roses, dates on Saturday nights, pretty jewelry, Friday night movie premiers, kisses in the rain, and boxes that held expensive things. I thought true love was a story with a picture perfect ending. Now that I’m older I’ve realized it’s not that at all. True love isn’t something you find in a Disney movie. Being in love is screaming at 5 AM till you cry out of anger, but knowing they won’t leave. It’s saving each other’s selfies, good or bad, just to look at them because you miss each other. It’s being comfortable enough to talk about anything. It’s saying all the wrong things at the wrong moments. It’s leaving someone in complete control of your heart, but trusting them not to break you. It’s screaming the lyrics to your favorite songs together. It’s honesty even when it hurts and sarcasm when they’re sad. It’s lame jokes and sleepless nights. It’s fights and make up sex. It’s hour long showers and breakfast in the morning. It’s all night phone calls instead of texting. It’s the small things. It’s coffee shop dates and finding new books to read. It’s holding hands and kissing ever so passionately. It’s being able to sit at home just basking in the presence of someone you love with every fiber of your being. It’s wanting to share every moment with that one person. It’s finding yourself awake at 3 AM craving them asleep next to you. It’s little nick names and making fun of each other. It’s being called things like ‘little shit’ or ‘baby’ or ‘love of my life.’ It’s being able to fall asleep knowing that person will still be there in the morning. It’s being apart and knowing nothing will change. It’s deep talks at 6 AM. It’s days full of laughter and tears. It’s capturing the world’s beauty though their eyes. It’s not about the sex or the gifts, it’s about finding someone who pours their love into your deepest cracks making you whole once again. It’s feeling part of you missing when you’re apart. It’s finally being able to love yourself even half as much as that person loves you. Love is the only thing left in the world worth fighting for. Don’t you dare settle for a boy who makes you feel good for a night, or a girl who boosts your ego at a party. Mindfucking love is the holy grail of all love. Being in love will fuck you up in more ways than you can imagine and it’s absolutely fucking heart-wrenching, but at the same time it’s the most beautiful thing in the world.”

3AM Thoughts" series #4 (via unpoeticheartbreak)

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“HAKUNA MA’VODKA”

it means no memories, for the rest of the night  (via suchvodka)

2 days ago with 65,156 notes

triatic:

"swearing is so unattractive."

"fuck you I ain’t attractive anyways."

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crazykissing:

lazypacific:

"What are you terrified of?"

oh my god

“Fucking white people”

every person ever at least once regardless of skin color, heritage, or religion (via spicy-vagina-tacos)

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