Fuck my life.
Fuck my life.
Fuck my life.
Fuck my life.
Fuck my life.
Fuck my life.
Fuck my life.
It’s good to know that in any given situation I will bolt as soon as the option becomes available. Or I just fucking bolt because I can’t handle it. Either way, tonight was a nice little reminder that when I run, I run fast and I run wide.
HOW IS THIS MY LIFE?
(via yayitskeleigh)
(Source: opcion, via yayitskeleigh)
Pray to the one you love
Let me tell you a secret
One I keep on the tip of my tongue
If you whisper words
Into a hymnal for my soul
And make them echo with their resonance
You will keep my mind poisoned
With the image of your face
Regardless of the miles I run
I won’t see it coming
Because the only thing I know
Is that the devil will follow me wherever I go
Your name will stay
A prayer upon my lips
Salvation through unrequited love
And I will hold you in my heart
No matter where I go
(Source: byroglyphics)
Dating a Roller Girl: A survival guide
(Source: joanofdark, via fuckyeahrollergirls)
“A train whistle is the most gentle, industrious sound there is. It is progress, constantly moving forward”
(via starlightsymphonies)
(via dreamonlildreamer)
(via etiquetteforalady)
(Source: beautifulantithesis, via yayitskeleigh)
Maybe I’ve watched too many romantic comedies
And maybe it isn’t real life
And most of the time the small things outweigh big gestures
But I just wish you would show up
Pour your heart out
Kiss me hard
And tell my you can’t imagine life without me
But it doesn’t work that way
We don’t work that way
So I’ll take letting you have my side of bed
And midnight cuddling
And your arms wrapped around me while I cry
Because you told me about a girl
And the way she made you feel
As a conciliation prize
(Source: erosum, via starry-eyedwanderer)
(Source: o-a-v-i-p, via starlightsymphonies)
