December 2011
1 post
“you’re bleeding because no one cares when you’re crying.”
Dec 2nd
October 2011
3 posts
Oct 5th
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1 tag
Oct 3rd
23 notes
because of you, i’m ruining everything.  a sadness i can’t shake. 
Oct 2nd
September 2011
8 posts
Sep 28th
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Sep 28th
192 notes
weird how moments of sadness seem to last way longer than moments of happiness. 
Sep 28th
1 note
“or she’ll be the death of us.”
Sep 26th
3 tags
Sep 26th
146 notes
3 tags
Sep 26th
23 notes
Sep 23rd
187 notes
Sep 3rd
76 notes
August 2011
2 posts
Aug 23rd
Aug 20th
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July 2011
3 posts
Jul 26th
676 notes
Jul 19th
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Jul 10th
1,519 notes
June 2011
3 posts
Jun 29th
530 notes
Jun 1st
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Jun 1st
2,816 notes
May 2011
2 posts
May 2nd
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May 1st
2,652 notes
April 2011
4 posts
Apr 30th
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Apr 30th
3,482 notes
I just looked at a bunch of photo’s of my boyfriend.  I’m smiling.  I really am a lucky girl.  He’s pretty damn attractive :) I’m glad I still get the nervous/excited feeling when I know I’m going to see him. 
Apr 30th
Apr 11th
35,180 notes
March 2011
20 posts
 I don’t give a shit about sleeping. I want love, or death. That’s it. 
Mar 31st
1 note
Mar 30th
35,255 notes
Mar 29th
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Mar 29th
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“I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others—”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald in The Great Gatsby (via postverta)
Mar 29th
155 notes
Mar 27th
17,103 notes
People that can't be bothered with you in a bad...
truths.
Mar 27th
129 notes
Mar 27th
1,067 notes
“He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance...”
– Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte
Mar 27th
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Mar 25th
4,885 notes
FUN
wildyouthsonets: itsthetotchie:
Mar 22nd
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MOST FUN YOU'LL HAVE ON TUMBLR. EVER.
thehopemovement: CLICK TO MAKE SOME MUSIC
Mar 22nd
4,444 notes
 Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record: you’re so cool, you’re so cool, you’re so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I...
Mar 17th
Mar 16th
Mar 15th
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Mar 10th
857 notes
Mar 9th
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Mar 2nd
219 notes
Mar 1st
718 notes
Mar 1st
5,680 notes
February 2011
15 posts
Feb 28th
17 notes
Feb 28th
1,675 notes
Feb 28th
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Feb 28th
2,860 notes