Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage. e.e. cummings  (via psych-facts) 2,313 notes
…I was calm on the outside but thinking all the time. A Clockwork Orange, Dir. Stanley Kubrick (via wordsnquotes) 10,894 notes
Survivors have scars. Victims have graves. Something that I need carved in my bones.  (via soulstryder) 48,663 notes
fruitgod:

Glow x
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I need him, like I need Oxygen (via galaxies-in-your—eyes) 1 note
creak:

glw blog
I loved you even when I had every right to hate you. (via message-ofthe-day) 6,808 notes
sensics:

Glow blog ☽

mareepe:

scene is a phase. Emo is forever

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floreic:

 and i was like glow away