May 2013
“I miss you all the time, and I think of you all the time. You consume my heart...”
– K.B (via ugh)
royal-high:
a kid from my school just got expelled today for pretending to be russian for 8 months. he pretended he couldn’t read, write or talk english he did good in all his classes because he had all the teachers and principles convinced he just moved from russia, so they didn’t make him do any work
I notice everything.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
“There’s nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world...”
– Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via troybolt0n)
all i want is to get in a fight with a guy and scream at him to shut up and then he’ll push me roughly against a wall and whisper “make me”
hepatitisbey:
I don’t want to learn in a classroom anymore. I want to travel and talk to people and learn that way. I want to learn as I go, gathering knowledge and not being rigorously tested on it. I don’t want to lose passion in the things I like because of the worry of exams. I want to fuelled by snippets of knowledge I gain from people and be inquisitive. School has stolen my passion for...
“The cigarettes you light one after another won’t help you forget her.”
– Frank Sinatra (via moord)
“You are mysterious, I love you. You’re beautiful, intelligent, and virtuous, and...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via avocadoghost)
“Can you hate someone for what they have done, but still love them for whom they...”
– Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes (via the-reoccurringkind)
