im not usually into the whole douchey guys just taking their shirts off thing unless they are all sweaty or bloody
but oh myyyyyyy
Source: blackisstillthecolour
I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. But I think I have known it pretty often, too often.
Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness (via apotropaism)
Source: apotropaism
I can hear my name,
calling from stilettos on display.
Natalia Kills feat Will I Am - Free (via uppereastside)
Source: uppereastside
Imagination is my curse. It lead me to believe that many wonderful things existed, when in reality they did not. Thus breaking my heart and forming an emptiness that can only be filled with hope. Hope that one day I break through reality and create my very own wonderland.
Kathleen Hall, midnight thoughts (via suzywire)
Source: littlerosarie
