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michael-jordank:

You live in the back of my throat. Folded up there. A memento.
Your scent. Your memory. Muted and momentary. Heavy. The smell of sleep. Reminiscent. Bittersweet.
Once I laid my head on you. Inhaled to match your rhythm. As if somehow that’d bind us close together indelibly.
You live in my cavities. Empty spaces of my body. Your voice. Your memory. Planted deep. A pit inside me.

Have listened to this song 1000 times today

(Source: dead-punx)

paigeedanielle:

 
damnthatswhack:

It’s our pumpkin, we can do what we want
schzimmydearr:

untitled by ♥Rainnie.C♥ on Flickr.
Know that I’ll always be yours
- 6 word story (for James)

(Source: she-paints-lovely-pictures)

didyouhearthattable:

I’m your little harlot, starlot,
Queen of Coney Island,
Raising Hell all over town, Sorry ‘bout it

itsleightaylor:

forensic-dragons:

philliptunalunatique:

jaygh4stly:

omg i was going to reblog this anyway and then motherfucking kanye appears

omfg what

Kanye makes this whole thing perfect

holy shit
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I never ever know what I want or what I don’t want and that is my problem

patrickandmarcus:

this is riddle wrapped in a mystery wrapped in an enigma
I know. I’m very hard to talk to. I realize that.
- The Catcher in the Rye (via shrjbk)

(Source: datbubblebutt)

whereveryougo-gowithyourheart:

All people really want is to be loved back 

Lonely night filled with Death Cab For Cutie to fill the silences