I like white shirts, conditioner and beer.

someone just like you

someone just like you

(Source: finem-vitae, via frickyeah1990s)

marlitharn:

secretdreamlife:

Orchids

I’m waiting for you.

June is the last quarter

marlitharn:

secretdreamlife:

Orchids

I’m waiting for you.

June is the last quarter

s0p-hia:


This plant is called “makahiya”; in Tagalog, ‘hiya’ means shy.
Upon being touched, this plant’s leaves immediately fold up together as if the plant is shy (hence its name).


yung puso mo makahiya.

s0p-hia:

This plant is called “makahiya”; in Tagalog, ‘hiya’ means shy.

Upon being touched, this plant’s leaves immediately fold up together as if the plant is shy (hence its name).

yung puso mo makahiya.

(Source: jaidefinichon, via moonriver-chacha)

You kidnapped me for two days with the promise of downers and free alcohol. I told you about Stockholm Syndrome. 
We should stop doing this, said nobody. 

You kidnapped me for two days with the promise of downers and free alcohol. I told you about Stockholm Syndrome. 

We should stop doing this, said nobody. 

(Source: thedailywhat)

Dark Souvenirs: Annual Muntin

darksouvenirs:

As the doors said “summer’s almost gone”

I close my eyes,

Only to be blinded by Phosphenes

I am nostalgic

For the smell of Petrichor

I had known all of my life.

The swelling and shrinking scent

Of old wood that built my house.

Particles of people

Mingled in the air

An…

Don’t look back, baby love. Forward, only forward.

nevver:

Crossroads

Hey. You’re right. There was a time when none of this mattered to me. But things change, now we need each other just to cross the street.

nevver:

Crossroads

Hey. You’re right. There was a time when none of this mattered to me. But things change, now we need each other just to cross the street.

(via bbook)

we all come with a past

we all come with a past

(Source: neveryourb0yfriend, via bbook)

“I don’t give a shit what the world thinks. I was born a bitch, I was born a painter, I was born fucked. But I was happy in my way. You did not understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure, I am essence, I am an idiot, I am an alcoholic, I am tenacious. I am; simply I am…You are a shit.”

—   Frida Kahlo, from an unsent letter to Diego Rivera (via c-ovet)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via lushious)

violatevioletlimbo:

most of the time, everything’s a blur 

It’s funny how things start. Nothing means anything when you don’t know it’s the start.

violatevioletlimbo:

most of the time, everything’s a blur 

It’s funny how things start. Nothing means anything when you don’t know it’s the start.