arrhizal: Tom and Alicia are is a douchebags Happy New Years Eve ya’ll
Think back and replay your year; if it doesn’t bring you tears of either joy or...– Ally McBeal (via julie911) “joy or sadness”
And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.– Edgar Allan Poe (via atomiclanterns)
MY GARMIN FORERUNNER WATCH JUST ARRIVED OH MY SWEET RUNNINGS GODS I AM SO HAPPY IF I WERENT SUCH A MAN I’D BE CRYING CRYING
when The One That Got Away comes on the radio
in another life i would be your girl we’d keep all our promises it’d be us against the WORLD
Happy One Month, Pal.
:) bitch goat
1 am free write session (pardon the errors, I'm...
Things were never the same after that. I awoke in a barren desert with only seconds to spare. The darkness was coming. I righted myself and stood up. Off in the distance an all consuming darkness. A voice inside of me yelled “run”. And that’s just what I did. I ran. Oh, how I ran. I ran over the cracked, lifeless ground. My sides hurt and my heart beat so much I thought I might explode. I chanced...
Tonight is one of those nights when I can feel again. In fact, I’m a bit inspired. Gosh, it’s great to be here once and while. I really wish I could stay here. I don’t want to leave again.
so what if it's broken
Somehow my mug broke. I was almost upset, but then I got to thinking about it. I mean the matter that makes it up still exists. It’s all just matter. It still exists. It just doesn’t function or look the way I want it to anymore; that’s all. I think that’s probably true with most things in life. When things break they still exist they just don’t function or look the...
I wonder if any of you are struggling just to feel alive. Or to feel anything at all. Honestly.
Isn’t it strange that we make such a big deal about the smallest issues when all we are is a infinitesimal speck among the cosmos. There is a whole universe out there, but we spend most of our lives living not even on earth, but inside our own heads. Every once and awhile we need to go outside on a cold December in a warm jacket, arms crossed, and look up at the stars and remember that there...
Say Anything drives me insane like stop being so perfect fuck you
littleorange-: timshel / mumford & sons