searching for paradise.

stop reading my mind.

so i dont want to sound too dramatic, but i think i develop a binge eating disorder when i pms.

cool-dad-on-the-internet:

I hope in millions of years time, this is the last photo that remains of the human race and that aliens base the anatomy of people from this.
We mistake sex for romance. Guys are taught that pushing a girl up against a wall is romance. Sex is easy; you can do it with anyone, yourself, with batteries. Romance is when someone you like walks into a room and they take your breath away. Romance is when two people are dancing and they fit together perfectly. Romance is when two people are walking next to each other and all of a sudden they find themselves holding hands, and they don’t know how that happened.
John C. Moffi  (via fawun)

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There will always be a reason why you meet people. Either you need them to change your life or you’re the one that will change theirs.
Angel Flonis Harefa (via therealamandahendrick)

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Leaving is not enough. You must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. You lucky, lucky girl. You have an apartment just your size. A bathtub full of tea. A heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. Don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier-mâché puppets you made or bought because the vendor at the market was so compelling you just had to have them. You had to have him. And you did. And now you pull down the bridge between your houses, you make him call before he visits, you take a lover for granted, you take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic. Make the first bottle you consume in this place a relic. Place it on whatever altar you fashion with a knife and five cranberries. Don’t lose too much weight. Stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge. And you are not stupid. You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street.
Frida Kahlo   (via brutalite)

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piercingsandink:

j-moriarty:

llane:

Nowhere in the 10 commandments does it say “Do Not Rape” yet the 5th Satanic Rule Of The Earth is “Do not make sexual advances unless given the mating signal.” Go ahead and just let that sink in.

satan: 1 god: 0

Wow

(via brooklyndynasty)

I think I made you up inside my head.
Sylvia Plath  (via qbrix)

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mitchellkeo:

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You and me were kings over the parkway tonight
And tonight will go on forever while we
walk around this town like we own the streets
and stay awake through summer like we own the heat

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