"I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me."

Thought Catalog (via viage)

(Source: koizoraa, via strawberrypeach)

laidbackbun:

My Nike ID “Yeezy” Roshes.

(via rebelliousvisions)

oxyhaemoglobin:

Nothing beats this kind of intimacy, when it’s about 3am and it feels like you’re the only two people in the world. There are no words or intentions, you’re just happy lying next to each other knowing that you never want to do this with anyone else. Just to consider that you’re each, essentially, a bag of bones and organs and muscles, and yet you’re both so much more than that because you’ve found each other and suddenly everything makes so much sense.

(Source: annieherweg, via vintage-couture)

onefitmodel:

realising that we’re almost halfway through the year 2013 and i have literally achieved nothing 

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(via itsthelesbiana)

Phillip tho 😍😍😍

Watching my bestfriend @toe_burns ball⚾

dddante:

geometrics

(via rockybreaux)