January 2011
i want him to pay for what he did, in blood, sweat, tears and sleepless nights
i want him to toss and turn on his sheets so full of regret and remorse it slowly kills him.
i want to tear out his throat, put a bullet through his heart
how could i have ever loved him? and all i feel now is rage and hate.
when i see your face (8) i puke.
Anonymous asked: You are the sweetie to my pie.
smileeyourebeautiful:
When people have actual friends on Tumblr like: And I’m sitting here like: And when people always get asked questions about their lives: Because I’m sitting here wondering why everyone hates me:
When people my age love to drink and party,
ieroismyhero:
and i’m sitting there like……..
i think i like my followers more than my friends…
cos they [myfriends] always speak bullshit,
but when a little box comes up in the corner of my screen saying that i have a new email cos someone rebloged something its like *warm*
so thank you followers (:
Jack Scoresby: On the Subject of Naked Women →
mikewoodphotography:
jackscoresby:
My love of naked women has almost nothing to do with sex.
Ask anyone, I’m not really a very sexual person.
But a beautiful naked woman is a natural work of art to me. The right combination of hips and lips and thighs and breasts is like a sculpture or a painting or a classic car. I think it’s the same kind of appreciation.
Which is not to say I...
un trait d'esprit vaut une révélation: This is a... →
hopesichord:
I love Harry because he doesn’t feel properly. Is that the best place to start? I know that doesn’t make sense (yet), but I don’t even know how to begin with this boy, so let’s start there. See, the thing about Harry is that he grows up in a cupboard. Sorry, let me state that…
“Okay your a tragically misunderstood teenager. Better?”
“That’s not what I meant. Don’t worry about it. I would rather be a cliché than explain to you :)”
I hate it when I'm reading a book and the guy is...
cinderellax33:
And I’m sitting there like
Can you be real? Please?
if i was a guy, then i would have a 'tash. no two...
no one is free - even the birds are chained to the sky
– bob dylan
Reblog if you want your followers to introduce...
lightofearendil-:
THIS. FOLLOWES, DON’T BE SHY.