just words.

Jul 20

waywardandwanderlust:

heartsandmagic:

Cat doesn’t know what to do with the butterfly that flew on its paw.

I can’t breathe I’m laughing too hard

waywardandwanderlust:

heartsandmagic:

Cat doesn’t know what to do with the butterfly that flew on its paw.

I can’t breathe I’m laughing too hard

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castielloveshispaintedwhore:

memeguy-com:

What

THIS IS THE BEST THING

castielloveshispaintedwhore:

memeguy-com:

What

THIS IS THE BEST THING

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“I don’t understand why sex is more shocking than violence.” — Lea Seydoux talking about American films. (via tvshows-who-knows)

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Jul 19

arabellashigh:

itsgayerinenochian:

satans-ghost:

Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.

the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day

ARCTIC MONKEYS

(Source: mingdliu, via lavenderlycoris)

“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 and I’ll go back to spending Friday nights with ones who never learn my last name. I have chased off every fool who has tried to sleep beside me. You think it’s romantic to fuck the girl who writes poems about you. You think I’ll understand your sadness because I live inside my own. But I will show up at your door at 2am, wild eyed and sleepless and try and find some semblance of peace in your breastbone and you will not let me in. You will tell me to go home.” —

Clementine Von Radics (via ladymegg)

From As Often as Miracles, available here!

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“I don’t know anything with certainty, but seeing the stars makes me dream.” — Vincent van Gogh (via seabois)

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“I can’t… I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe.” —

43-year-old Staten Island resident ERIC GARNER, as a New York City police officer wrapped his arm around his neck and other officers knocked him to the sidewalk, one pushing his head violently into the concrete.  

Garner died at the scene; seconds before, he complained as the officers tried to arrest him for “breaking up a fight,” according to eyewitnesses.

God damn it.

(via the New York Daily News)

(Source: inothernews)