If you aren’t gonna kiss my forehead after I do something cute then whats the point?
“I owe myself the biggest apology for putting up with what I didn’t deserve.”
— word porn
Desarmonía.
Todo comienza así
Una disonancia
Un eco
Un suspiro silencioso
Un gremio de pequeñas palabras y pensamientos
Que crecen, que crecen
Que se expanden como veneno.
Un arma letal
La voz
Un cuchillo afilado
Las intenciones
El golpe final
La verdad.
El desmoronamiento real
La quebradura
La permanencia
¿Un respiro?
La muerte.
no offense but i wish i could feel loved
these two photographs of sandra bullock have been on my mind!!
“Most of the shadows of this life are caused by our standing in our own sunshine.”
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
(via goodreadss)
there she goes again, daydreaming about her future house and how she’ll decorate it knowing she can’t afford a house in this economy ever. and by she i mean me.
“It’s my life. And it’s now or never.”
— Bon Jovi, It’s My Life (via music-and-quotes)
I am so sick of being sad!!! okay brain!!! I get it!!! shit happened!!! stop being so melodramatic it’s over now. we still gotta, like…live n shit!!!
im….real? my existence has… impacts? i touch things and they move, i breath in and out and the air buzzes around me? the sun rests on my skin…. grass is crushed under my toes… people see me and have an idea of who i am… my name is on papers….? im sorry this is… this is too much….
please stop asking me about my future ill cry