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Where the heart drifts...
Where the heart drifts...

i-effed-it-all-up:

i don’t drunk text, i sad text. i text ppl at night when i am the most lonely and vulnerable, and i cannot be held accountable for what i say under the influence of feelings

I want to stop running away from everything.
I want to find something to run toward.
Hannah Harrington, Saving June (via larmoyante)
And sometimes it hits me out of nowhere. All of a sudden this overwhelming sadness rushes over me. And I get discouraged and I get upset and I feel hopeless, sad and hurt. And once again, I feel numb to the world.
Anonymous. (via debtransparentskin)

croutoncat:

people who randomly decide to compliment you are so important

Make the first move, tell people how you feel, stop being so scared of rejection, stop feeling so engulfed with thoughts that aren’t even yours, and stop wasting your fucking time.
what i needed to hear (via gaystray)
neuroticdream:

be like snow; on We Heart It.

neuroticdream:

be like snow; on We Heart It.

vodkacupcakes:

Lets go for an adventure.✨ (at Flagstaff🌲)

vodkacupcakes:

Lets go for an adventure.✨ (at Flagstaff🌲)

what I say: nice shirt
what I mean: duDE I'M IN THAT FANDOM

naamahdarling:

rockees:

a ferocious beast

i will reblog these everytime i see them because she is just such a precious little ball of predatory fury

I miss the days where I would dance around my room, sing in the shower, I miss smiling for no reason at all. Now, instead I lay in bed all day, sob in the shower so no one will hear, drink to forget my own name, drug myself to sleep in hopes that I won’t be haunted by you again tonight.
who am I (via place0fperfecti0n)

urbancatfitters:

“shit it’s 2 a.m.” i say every day at 2 a.m. as if i am surprised