I opened my door for you and you came in and burned my house down.

my lungs are filling with smoke but i cant leave (via insanosylum)

so I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.

— Pablo Neruda (100 Love Sonnets)

Mask of Medusa.

So many stars and we still starve.


U deserve a nice boy who texts u back and buys u tacos and doesn’t kiss other girls behind ur back and who makes u laugh and thinks ur funny


young adult things: washing your colors with your whites because you don’t care you JUST don’t fucking care

I’ve been coping with the thought of you moving with a lot of greek yogurt and crying so I mean it could be worse, I could be eating chips or smth idk please don’t leave me.

A mistake repeated more than once is a decision.

— Paulo Coelho (via sexual-feelings)