My first love
was some insignificant boy
when it should have been
myself.
Michelle K., First Love. (via michellekpoems)

(via starora)

April 23, 2014
I’m always soft for you, that’s the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say ‘come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.’ Azra.T “My Heart is Full of Open Windows.” (via 5000letters)

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April 23, 2014

The cute stocker guy randomly asked for my name & introduced himself today, I seriously drowned in his ocean blue eyes.

April 23, 2014
narcoticq:

foggy/glow
April 22, 2014

The more I think of you, the more I want to disappear

April 21, 2014
April 21, 2014
April 21, 2014
I am constantly torn between wanting to improve myself and wanting to destroy myself. (via iamnotthesociopath)

(via obeyluigee)

April 21, 2014
April 21, 2014

de-rienn:

Frank Gerwer bombing Lombard Street.

(Source: sidewalk.mpora.com, via ai-lurophile)

April 21, 2014