breukelene:

oh my god.
treeswithoutleaves:

i wish i didn’t always get scared to say what i want
le-on:

dead

I finally figured out that I’m solitary by nature, but at the same time I know so many people; so many people think they own a piece of me. They shift and move under my skin, like a parade of memories that simply won’t go away. It doesn’t matter where I am, or how alone—I always have such a crowded head.

treeswithoutleaves:

dream body

No girl wants to be called a bitch. But once you put “bad” in front of it.. We’re honored.