sooskybound:

pxeticarts:

SHE SAID IT.


Respect
“I’m Black, I read Books, and I Know Shit.”
“I’m so fucking sick of saying I’m sorry when I’m the one collapsed on the ground.”
“Soulmates aren’t the ones who make you happiest, no. They’re instead the ones who make you feel the most. Burning edges and scars and stars. Old pains and pangs, captivation and beauty. Strain and shadows and worry and yearning. Sweetness and madness and dreamlike surrender. They hurl you into the abyss. They taste like hope.”
disloyalties: My laptop loves me because when I let it sit on my lap, it tends to burn me. Like I can literally feel the passion (via shiverintheflowers)

disloyalties:

My laptop loves me because when I let it sit on my lap, it tends to burn me. Like I can literally feel the passion

(via shiverintheflowers)

“If you can just stop loving her then you never really loved her at all. Love doesn’t work that way. If you ever truly love someone, then it never goes away. It can become something else. There are all different sorts of love. It can even become hate—a thin line and all that—and, really, hate is just another kind of caring.”
dogbitedog:

cozyhighroller:

RT RT RT

Hell yeah
dogbitedog:

smxlls:

kamariesson:

Stepped in the function like

Hell yeah!

YAWP!!