Highschool. Music. Piercings. Long Hair. Sex. Toms. Tequila Shots. Bong Rips. Tattoos. Single. Boobs. Double-Stuffed Oreos. Canada. Marijuana. Starbucks.
~ Follow me baby ~
And it hurts so much to want something you can’t have. Johnny Depp (via johnny-derpp)
I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words. Unknown (via professional-princess)
I wonder if you know yet that you’ll leave me. That you are a child playing with matches and I have a paper body. You will meet a girl with a softer voice and stronger arms and she will not have violent secrets or an affection for red wine or eyes that never stay dry. You will fall into her bed and I’ll go back to spending Friday nights with boys who never learn my last name.
-Clementine von Radics
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