teddysfotos:

holysheerios:

holysheerios:

teddysfotos:

i just

I’m so sorry

PLEASE STOP REBLOGGING THIS I DONT REALLY KNOW WHAT A MANGO IS BUT IT SEEMED LIKE A GOOD IDEA AT THE TIME

Reblogged from Godbless Lili St. Cyr
Ladies, if you have to ask a man, “Where is this going?”, the answer is nowhere. You should know your place, and you should be the only female in that place. Men are naturally like hunters. Once they know what they want, they go for it, no holding back. There should be no second guessing, ifs or buts or maybes. If he wants you to be his girl, he’d ask you. If he wants you to be his wife, he’d propose. It’s that simple. You shouldn’t have to ask a man if he is YOUR man. And no lady likes a little boy with eyes for everyone. Respect yourself enough to walk away from someone who doesn’t know, isn’t quite sure or is still thinking about it, despite how much you may care about them. Men always go hard for what they truly want, so if he isn’t going hard for you, you are not what he wants.
— Knowing Your Place (via these-greatexpectations)
words-of-emotion:

Words of emotions

words-of-emotion:

Words of emotions

Reblogged from Words of Emotion
I’m happy yet I’m sad. It’s like I have everything yet I’m missing something. I just can’t seem to put my finger on it. I can’t seem to smile, most of the time I just want to cry. Everyday I try but I get nowhere. I’m on the verge of falling. I’m holding on the edge, I can’t let go and for some reason I have no control.
— (via wordsthat-speak)
Reblogged from My mind, it wanders
Be with someone who you don’t have to hide from, in any way. Whether it’s your morning face before you’ve put your make up on, an embarrassing story to tell about something that happened on your way home, or an ambition you’ve had since you were six… make sure you end up with someone who knows all of it and still loves you. A person you can tell your whole life to is a person worth spending a life with.
Reblogged from perfectly broken
I didn’t love you. I was sick, I just needed to feel something.
— American Horror Story (via endangerment)

this is the one post that explains my entire relationship to you holy shit

(via n4ughty-y)
Reblogged from that ain't classy.
Reblogged from
Here’s to the girls
with sly eyes
wild hair
and intoxicating thoughts.
You will fall in love
and find your handprints
wrapped around her arms
just trying to hold on.
Michelle K., To Girls Like Me. (via michellekpoems)
Reblogged from MICHELLE K.
My first love
was some insignificant boy
when it should have been
myself.
Michelle K., First Love. (via michellekpoems)
Reblogged from MICHELLE K.
tuulentytar:

lolshtus:

Bloody Vikings, Man

haha!

tuulentytar:

lolshtus:

Bloody Vikings, Man

haha!

It took a special kind of guts to be a fuck up as a woman, I thought. To say to hell with being the nice girl, the responsible one, the one who makes sure the man takes care of himself and eats properly and doesn’t take too many drugs. To be just as nihilistic and self-destructive as a man, knowing all along that you’ll get crucified for it, because somehow, the world will make everything your fault. He’ll be a martyr, and you’ll be a succubus. He’ll be a genius and you’ll be a groupie, He’ll be a hero, and you’ll be an ugly fat crack whore who deserves to die.
— Courtney Love (via avdotiya)
I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.
— Kuba Wojewodzki, Polish journalist and comedian (via spookymoonparty)
i am lost, i am hurt.
i repeat the same lie ”i’m fine”,
i am miles deep in my mind,
i can’t breathe, you aren’t here.
maybe you care, or maybe not.
i am depressed, not just sad.
my wounds are opening,
and everything is going bad.
ebreus (via anxietylxz)
Reblogged from Whirlwind thoughts

We belonged in different worlds,

but I was still determined

to be a part of yours.

Your temper was hotter than the sun.

And for some reason,

I loved to watch myself burn.

Connotativewords | jl | Persistence (via connotativewords)
Reblogged from Besa mis palabras