December 2009
i've never felt so hollow. i'm an old abandoned...
(funny how you were 23 when you quoted that to me. funny how it took me to 23 to understand the meaning of those words. now i feel them as she haunts me, a new ghost to the house of my body, and it’s your ghost that comes up to howl the echo.)
HEY. HEY YOU. HEY YOU THERE.
brownhound:
callhermayday:
SAVING ACE.
Donated :-) I hope he has a fast recovery!
this is Ace, home for now (and we hope for good), rocking his “cone of shame” and a hawt aqua fishnet muscle tee to keep his bandage on ;) thank you to all of you who reblogged and donated!
And baby, won't you consider me?
thelasthomerecording:
happinesseveninthedarkestoftimes:
ofzo:
(via thelasthomerecording)
I’ll make you whole and we’ll be free.
Isn’t it always so? The story is unfold at least. You got a different role and now you gotta quit the scene.
Because even if it breaks your heart to be just friends, if you really care...
– Scrubs (via kari-shma) (via shandennsays) (via coffeeandlipstick)
….right? foolish or right? i can’t decide.
HEY. HEY YOU. HEY YOU THERE.
holidays and stuff. it’s true.
but i’ve been quiet because of my friend’s dog. it’s a really sad story and he’s undergoing surgery and if we’re lucky we can take him home Christmas Day.
i’m donating money and if you could see it in your heart to spare even just a few bucks it’d mean the world to her. please reblog, even if you can’t donate.
...
say what you want to.
say anything you need to, i won’t hold it against you.
but don’t you ever say, when there’s an older day, that your white knight never came. don’t you ever say that no one ever came for you
and offered you a fairy tale.
Boy: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
Girl: Will he offer me his mouth?
Boy: Yes.
Girl: Will he offer me his teeth?
Boy: Yes.
Girl: Will he offer me his jaws?
Boy: Yes.
Girl: Will he offer me his hunger?
Boy: Yes.
Girl: Again. Will he offer me his hunger?
Boy: Yes.
Girl: And will he starve without me?
Boy: Yes.
Girl: And does he love me?
Boy: Yes.
Girl: Yes...
Boy: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
Girl: Yes.
Boy: I bet you say that to all the boys.
jayalzacee:
She is old fashioned, that means you have to make the first move. You have to be her knight in shining armor and do the bravest thing, giving her your heart so that she can break it, not the other way around, she’s tired of that.
bold bold bold!
txtsfrmlstnght:
(404): Well It’s time to grow up anyways, right? Now that you’re graduated and have a job you can’t drink uncontrollably (1-404): No. Now that I’m graduated I can drink uncontrollably at nicer bars
truth.
The act of breathing in and moving on is an art I stand for.
– PK, Slow Is The Ascent (via: thedoorgal) (via quote-book) (via five5five)
The breaking of a wave cannot explain the whole sea.
– Vladimir Nabokov (via fatalistichues) (via quote-book) (via five5five)
txtsfrmlstnght:
(651): how the hell did we fit 12 drunk lesbians in your car?! I felt like we were playing lesbian tetris last night.
AMAAAAZING. IT’S LIKE EVERY NIGHT AT THE CLUB. christ. lmfao.
i hate when quizzes are right.
i’d rather be a result that isn’t so true. =/
—
You take love as opportunities come, which can lead to a high-anxiety, but high-flying romantic life. You’re a genuinely sweet person, not saccharine at all, so it’s likely that the relationships you have had and will have will be happy ones. You’ve had a fair amount of love experience for your age, and there’ll be much more to...
The cure for anything is salt water — sweat, tears, or the sea.
– Isak Dinesen (via julie911) (via quote-book) (via heyfriday)