the whole yahoo/tumblr thing is rly just like when a single dad marries a new woman and the kids get rebellious and are like “YOU’RE NOT MY REAL MOM”

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fall: wears hoodies
winter: wears hoodies
spring: wears hoodies with sleeves rolled up
summer: turns up ac and wears hoodies

Me: talks about fictional characters as if I know them personally


eyeliner as black as my heart, lipstick as read as the blood of my fallen enemies

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If anything needs to change in 2014 its that Taco Bell needs to start delivering 


The only movie I want to see the second it comes out is lone survivor.


I can almost taste the lips I won’t be kissing on new years eve


I called my boyfriend because I saw a ladybug and I was excited. Then I saw a another one, I also watched the sunset and the migrating birds.


I wanna write poetry about you


*tries to act cool by not texting back right away but forgets and never texts back*

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