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grayzed:

The sky looks angry
coconutwishes:

Louis Skater series- part 2
Shake It Off by Taylor Swift
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nevershoutshelly:

s-assypants:

ionicsky:

extrasad:

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 
I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside
of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.
The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told
me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded
my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.
I had stars in my lungs but I burned them
all out with the cigarettes I was smoking
to get you the fuck out of my throat. The
flowers growing at the bottoms of my 
stomach are dead. Apparently you  
can’t water flowers with vodka.
I had the sky in my veins but it’s
been pretty fucking stormy since I
ripped them open. I had planets 
on the tip of my tongue but
the debris from the shattered 
remains of “us” have been
crashing into them. I was
everything. And then I met
you and we were everything.
Now you’re fucking some
blonde girl who gets
high all the time and
I’m a fucking
mess.

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

this.


this is way better than pretty much everything we did in literature.
karoliina-:

Architects - Naysayer (x)
thecutestofthecute:

"He was so tired that he had to be carried home"
respells:
Art and love are the same thing: It’s the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you. Chuck Klosterman (via m-uir) 14,829 notes
eartheld:

mostly nature