I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate.

Apr 18

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claudisadorable:

My absolutely stunning best friend graduates from SpaTech today and I honestly couldn’t be more proud of her. She is my everything, she motivates me to better myself and succeed everyday. She’s always there for me and I honestly couldn’t ask for a better friend, so proud of you girl, time to take on the world like you were born to do. This is just the beginning. Love you @miss_micro ❤️😘❤️😘💩🙏

claudisadorable:

My absolutely stunning best friend graduates from SpaTech today and I honestly couldn’t be more proud of her. She is my everything, she motivates me to better myself and succeed everyday. She’s always there for me and I honestly couldn’t ask for a better friend, so proud of you girl, time to take on the world like you were born to do. This is just the beginning. Love you @miss_micro ❤️😘❤️😘💩🙏

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letmelarryyou:

all you need to know about Harry Styles

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heckier:

American Horror Story: They Might Be Dead But Who Fucking Knows Anymore

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which is messier my life or my hair

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itsonlyyforever:

It’s been a while now and I still miss the way she said my name.I didn’t know my bones could ache forever for so long.They say there’s beauty in sadness but I don’t think so (at least not like this). When it’s 3am and alcohol is the only thing that helps me sleep.They didn’t warn me that heartache doesn’t always have someone to blame. Sometimes it’s no one’s fault (it’s probably all mine).I found her sweater the other day and it still smells like her and that Spring we spent telling each other we’d be forever.I didn’t really think about how forever could end.She used to call me beautiful and look at me with eyes that meant it. Now I just don’t know how I’m supposed to hear that word from anyone else.I’m somewhere caught between moving on and holding on and not knowing which one I can handle the most.I feel messy and uneasy and I don’t understand how one person with pretty eyes can destroy an empire inside me just by walking away.Her lips tasted like air after rain and these days all I do is think about the way they felt between my thighs. My pillow isn’t her and the song on the radio isn’t ours. I sit next to a girl in class but we can’t talk for hours.Where do I go when a lover and a friend becomes a memory and a dead end?I saw her by the escalators last week, I smiled at her and she looked the other way. I felt my heart splinter all over again.Sometimes I write her letters thinking maybe she’ll write back.
She never does. 

itsonlyyforever:

It’s been a while now and I still miss the way she said my name.
I didn’t know my bones could ache forever for so long.
They say there’s beauty in sadness but I don’t think so (at least not like this). When it’s 3am and alcohol is the only thing that helps me sleep.
They didn’t warn me that heartache doesn’t always have someone to blame. Sometimes it’s no one’s fault (it’s probably all mine).
I found her sweater the other day and it still smells like her and that Spring we spent telling each other we’d be forever.
I didn’t really think about how forever could end.
She used to call me beautiful and look at me with eyes that meant it. Now I just don’t know how I’m supposed to hear that word from anyone else.
I’m somewhere caught between moving on and holding on and not knowing which one I can handle the most.
I feel messy and uneasy and I don’t understand how one person with pretty eyes can destroy an empire inside me just by walking away.
Her lips tasted like air after rain and these days all I do is think about the way they felt between my thighs. 
My pillow isn’t her and the song on the radio isn’t ours. I sit next to a girl in class but we can’t talk for hours.
Where do I go when a lover and a friend becomes a memory and a dead end?
I saw her by the escalators last week, I smiled at her and she looked the other way. I felt my heart splinter all over again.
Sometimes I write her letters thinking maybe she’ll write back.

She never does. 

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