myramylove:

I don’t think I can do any of these.

(via thefuuuucomics)


The female doesn’t want a rich man or a handsome man or even a poet, she wants a man who understands her eyes if she gets sad, and points to his chest and say: ‘Here is your home country.’
(via kvtes)

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pray-for-waves:

igadrobisz:

Grand Central, NYC 1929.It’s not possible to take such a photograph anymore, as the buildings outside block the sun rays.

I think about this at least once a day.

pray-for-waves:

igadrobisz:

Grand Central, NYC 1929.

It’s not possible to take such a photograph anymore, as the buildings outside block the sun rays.

I think about this at least once a day.

(via h-a-z-e-l)


(via sensitizes)



Honestly, at the end of the day if you can’t go to bed content with the way things are then you need to get up and fix it before you sleep. Period.
My parents every time I try to cry myself to sleep. (via psych-facts)

(via ithink-illgoto-boston)


A year ago we stayed up till 3 am talking
And today I don’t know how to even say hey


I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.
Rumi (via nirvikalpa)

(via peaceloveangela)



unfollowryanross:

if you ever feel bad about yourself, just remember this one time in my english class, we were writing horror stories and one of the girls wrote “it was friday the 13th, the night before halloween” for her opening sentence

(via potentially-awkward)