small town heart.
"

marry me.
let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor
when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.
we can go to the movies and sit in the back row
just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.

marry me.
we’ll paint the rooms of our house
and get more paint on us than the walls.
we can hold hands and go to parties we end up
ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub.

marry me.
and slow dance with me in our bedroom
with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
let me love you forever.
marry me.

"

Unknown (via suspend)

(Source: whisperingbones, via ionicsky)

"

there is no easy way to say this:
we collided like fist to drywall,
but we both ended up bruised.

there’s a hole in your stomach and swelling
on my knuckles.

they said love was beautiful,
but they forgot to say
that it was broken too

"

Amanda Helm, Drywall Memories (via theflowersinmyheart)

(via thatwaferguy)

"The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept."

Jack London (via porcelinas)

(Source: henretta84, via thatwaferguy)

(Source: underrrdog, via this--too--shall--pass)

(Source: whiskeyandmisanthropy, via ionicsky)

(via alifetimefullofmemories)

elliottgruenburg:

Too Weird To Live Too Rare To Die + b&w snapchats

(via pearan0id)

"I was sixteen, laying on my bedroom floor, choking on your goodbye and cigarette smoke with the 98 degree weather burning tears into my cheeks, screaming for my mother because I figured this was it, I was going to die without you because if I couldn’t wake up and see you sleepily mumbling my name into my hair I didn’t want to wake up at all.
I was seventeen, shaky breath, shaky knees, tired lungs and wet hair but I wasn’t drowning like last summer"

I thought I couldn’t live without you but you were nothing more than a good morning text and someone to pass out next to  (via extrasad)

(via pearan0id)

"She imagines him imagining her. This is her salvation."

Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin (via larmoyante)

(via dignitea)

danieljlayton:

LOOK AT HIS LITTLE FACE. HE FALLS OVER AND YET HE’S STILL SO HAPPY ABOUT LIFE. I WANT AN ELEPHANT SO MUCH.

danieljlayton:

LOOK AT HIS LITTLE FACE. HE FALLS OVER AND YET HE’S STILL SO HAPPY ABOUT LIFE. I WANT AN ELEPHANT SO MUCH.

(Source: samanthabrown1, via royally-abberant-bee)

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