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the-average-gatsby:

the-average-gatsby:

imagine a horror movie where you’re trapped in your house with a serial killer but all your lights are clappers

so you’re running for your life from this psychopath while both of you are just aggressively clapping the lights on and off

out of all my 3:00 AM ramblings you guys decide to make this one popular

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eyesopenkattniss:

hpstuffs:

"A big part of the story is lost when it becomes a movie."

a big part of the story is lost when you cut a fucking circle out of it
"One should not excessively seek partners or friends, one should seek to know and be oneself. As you begin to awaken to the Truth, you start noticing how well life flows by itself and how well you are cared for. Life supports the physical, emotional, mental and spiritual needs of the one who is open to self-discovery. Trust opens your eyes to the recognition of this. Surrender allows you to merge in your own Eternal Being."

Mooji (via sublimesea)

#SINGLELYFE

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"I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person."

Oscar Wilde

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"All I wanted was to receive the love I gave."
10 word story (via cubs)

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brookeeverdeen:

*slides $10 to the government* please cancel school

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snaketeen:

Turn your binoculars around. See now the tigers are smaller and further away. you gotta be smart to survive in the rainforest.

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I pass you in the halls , you look at me with daggers in your eyes . I quickly avoid eye contact . Because i see everything i used to love . I see you now , coldhearted , judgemental. Just flat out mean . Thats not the girl i knew . The girl i knew drowned in tears and shitty poetry . Wrote cursive with her own blood , painted her body like a canvas , with razor blades for paintbrushes. You cried tidal waves of salty tears (i know this because i would always kiss them away) asked me why you were still here . My mood would swing like russian roulette , hoping when i pointed the gun at you , id miss . The girl i knew could read me like a book she’s read cover to cover a thousand times . She’d try to hide her scars , even though i already knew the exact coordinates of where they all were so elegantly placed & thought through . She’d tell me i was stupid or arrogant, but id never seen so much love in someones eyes when you said that . You used to be so right. So right about everything .

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