paradoxes-for-breakfast:

reasons why halloween is the best holiday:

  1. you are not obliged to visit your relatives
  2. you are not obliged to get gifts for anyone
  3. people will give you candy for absolutely no reason other than halloween
  4. its the only day when its socially acceptable to go out in public dressed like a penguin

(Source: caesarzeppeliofficial, via hippie-herbivore)

barashat:

tips for people who get butthurt when they get pushed at a concert

  • stay home 

(via sluttlife)

isolation-blu: You won't lose me this Winter or anytime at all. I'm here for you bud. Whenever you need to talk.

Luv u and miss u bae xoxo

thatshardcore: Hey, I love you. You're wonderful, and witty, and unique. Anyone lucky enough to have been graced by your company can see this. You don't have to be strong, or pretend. You just have to find your way, and try to enjoy yourself along the way.

Hey thank you a lot Sam, that is really seriously sweet. Regarding my last post though, that’s something I wrote along time ago and not necessarily how I feel right now. It’s nice to capture my emotions in a creative way, it just takes a while for me to be comfortable sharing it.

I’ve got these issues I can’t resolve.
They eat at my conscious, they eat at my being.
Sometimes I feel it would be better to fade away, to dissolve.

Is it bad, that I’ve all but trained myself to be someone else?
To project this image of confidence that doesn’t exist.
I’ve trained myself to protect myself by not letting anyone in.

I’m just 18 without any direction,
And when I’m 19, I’ll be alone again,
Because I lose my friends every winter.
The songs I listen to tell me it’s not okay to be defeated by your early twenties,
I can’t see the point of arguing considering they’re all I’ve got left to comfort me.
They all say they’re proud of me,
But I’m nothing to be proud of.

centrarte:


"Saul" - Armando Bravo, México

4rianagrande:

i hope u find someone that mindlessly plays with your hands and lightly strokes your legs and massages your back and plays with your hair and i hope that u feel like you’re home when u look at them

(via bootypicdealer)

The two places I feel most comfortable is a bookstore or a train station, and I think that means I want to escape.

Here I sit lying against the concrete,
Eyes closed trying to enjoy the world,
But this truck is rattling on next to me,
Preventing any other thought than annoyance.
And the birds fly in the distance and children are being born somewhere but I wouldn’t know.
I guess this is the world.