once upon a time

hotboyfriend:

Seeing someone slowly lose interest in you is probably one of the worst things ever 

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(Source: staypozitive)

littleblueartist:

1000% ACCURATE AS FRICKETY FRACK

(Source: heathermorris)

Hell exists.
it’s here.
3 a.m.
awake and
without you.

Beau Taplin, "Hell exists." (via afadthatlastsforever)

hooked-on-hiddles:

~ Kiss the Girl ~

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(Source: kushaholic)

gothicgrandpaqueen:

you catch a lot of flies with honey, but you catch more honeys being fly

Death is always on the way, but the fact that you don’t know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life. It’s that terrible precision that we hate so much. But because we don’t know, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that’s so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.

Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky (via hallucinations)

(Source: larmoyante)

lion’s mane in full effect today {

lion’s mane in full effect today