22.
United States.
Californian.
Student.
Daydreamer.
Adventurer.
these are the things i find most interesting/beautiful/inspiring/funny on the internet. Mostly reblogs, unless otherwise noted.
“Everyone’s making everything up
There is no one in charge except for those
who pretend to be
No one is coming
No one is going to
Rescue you
Mind-read your needs
Know your body better than you
Always fight back
Ask for it
Say you want it
Cherish your solitude
Take trains by yourself to places
…
(Source: staypozitive, via invictvm)
(Source: cosmicwanderlustt, via acidfreaks)
what freedom rings in both our hearts now.
i see it in your face in the photos.
in the smile you hold.
in the seriousness as you play.
how sad to know i kept you from being happy. at one time i made you very happy.
no longer though.
it’s hard to remember that.
it’s hard to see you living without me.
but i guess i’m living without you too.
the hardest part is seeing what used to be mine. i cannot look for very long.
there is a sharp pain that hits me in the heart.
there is no anger, no hate, no regret.
it is only a stinging sadness filled with longing for a memory.
(via bottomofeverything)
(Source: canweeverchange, via bottomofeverything)
“The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot”
“If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand
Hope you find out what you are; already know what I am
And if it makes you less sad, we’ll start talking again
You can tell me how vile I already know that I am
I’ll grow old, start acting my age
It’ll be a brand new day in a life that you hate
A crown of gold, a heart that’s harder than stone
And it hurts to hold on, but it’s missed when it’s gone
Call me a safe bet, I’m betting I’m not
I’m glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget
If it makes you less sad, I’ll move out of this state
You can keep to yourself, I’ll keep out of your way
And if it makes you less sad, I’ll take your pictures all down
Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out
It’s cold as a tomb, and it’s dark in your room
When I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds
So call it quits, or get a grip
You say you wanted a solution; you just wanted to be missed
Call me a safe bet, I’m betting I’m not
I’m glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget
So you can forget, you can forget
You are calm and reposed
Let your beauty unfold
Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones
Spring keeps you ever close
You are second-hand smoke
You are so fragile and thin, standing trial for your sins
Holding on to yourself the best you can
You are the smell before rain
You are the blood in my veins
Call me a safe bet, I’m betting I’m not
I’m glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget.”
<3
(Source: journeythroughpressure, via cuntsssss-deactivated20120111-d)