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Strange comfort in being lost.


are we gonna fuckn hold hands tonight or what bitch

(Source: susgirl)


sometimes I kiss people I shouldn’t kiss and let them unbutton my jeans sometimes I leave English class without asking and walk in angular circles until I can hear the blood rushing under my skin sometimes I run until I can’t breathe sometimes I sit in the rain sometimes I sleep for six hours in the middle of the day

sometimes I drive too fast and listen to my music so loud that it hurts sometimes I drink until everything goes black and I don’t remember talking about you all night (even though I do)

sometimes I cry about books and about people who died hundreds of years ago sometimes I don’t cry even though I want to more than anything sometimes I ignore the people I love sometimes hold myself to keep everything in because you are not here to do it

sometimes I think I’m alive sometimes I think I probably never will be



don’t you hate it when you offer help and the other person says yes

(Source: allantruong)

American Horror Story: Murder House [x]


nothing makes me more sad and mad than seeing the nicest people being treated like crap


I’m thankful for all the different ways I can eat potatoes

(Source: buckyraccoon)

(Source: spellsalmon)


We Came As Colors.