narrythreeesome

scanda-l:

bitchytbh:

cuteys:

the-real-liam-pains:

princessmargaret:

i know you’ve never loved the crinkles by your eyes
when you smile at the ground it ain’t hard to 
tell me girl if every time we to-o-ouch you
get out get out get out of my head and
fall one more time stop the tape and
rewind you were mine and we
never never never stop for anyone tonight let’s
get outta control, i wanna stay up
all night to the best song ever

from teatattoo’s original post

WHAT JUST HAPPENED

OH MY GOD

fUCK

I’m can’t breathe. Omfg

IM NOT OK

t00y0ung-t00dumb

The friends you will call extensions
of yourself the day you graduate high
school may not be the first people
you call when you get engaged.

Not all kisses will be good ones.
Some will be wet and miss your
mouth by so much, you’ll start to
wonder if they’re looking for
something beyond you, something
your skin will never add up to.

The first time you go home with
a stranger, tell them they are
beautiful and spend the night
begging them to show you
more of their heart in between
your crescendos and releases.

When you leave in the morning
without saying goodbye, hope
they understand that it was
for their own good.

The people you love can be
untouchable and hard and mean
when they have been hurt, but
do not let that stop you from
breaking down their bathroom
doors and holding them together.
You will find that people often
insist that they are whole far
more when they are falling apart
inside of your arms.

It took me so long to learn that other
people are not limbs. You can hurt
for them when they break, but your
pain will not be one in the same with
their experience. Do not tell her you
“know how she feels”, tell her you
will be here when she needs to
release it.

Pain can be so great, but the
sky is always the most beautiful
after nasty storms, bent on
knocking down trees and keeping
homes in the dark.

Buy an umbrella.

Don’t let anyone tell you
that you do not already
have everything you will
ever need.

for the little girl in the supermarket picking out lipstick, Emma Bleker (via larmoyante)