4rianagrande:

i hope u find someone that mindlessly plays with your hands and lightly strokes your legs and massages your back and plays with your hair and i hope that u feel like you’re home when u look at them

(via sosukeymazaki)

"Suddenly, every song was about you."
- loving you in six words (via lushwisdom)

(Source: say-cheesecake, via panic-at-the-discount-store)

pancakeradio:

Weezer | Perfect Situation
Make Believe (2005) 

(via bandsarecoolerthanyou)

"That’s the problem with putting others first; you’ve taught them you come second."
- read that, again. (via tsuyuake)

(Source: angiellehcim, via tooweird4you)

josephtogovernmentcenter:

BULLSHIT, YOU FUCKING MISS ME. THERE, I SAID IT, I GUESS I’LL TALK TO YOU IN A FEW MONTHS, SITTING DRUNK ON THE SIDE WALK; I GUESS I’LL GET UP, I GUESS I’LL GO FOR A WALK. BRUSH MY SHOES AGAINST THE PAVEMENT; I SWEAR THIS HAS GOTTA BE THE HUNDREDTH TIME I’VE THOUGHT OF YOU TONIGHT. 

(Source: jewfro, via raininjvly)

do not allow poison to penetrate your pure veins.
despite that poison used to be your antidote,
it isn’t in possession of healing
even if its plausible it hasn’t expired.
do not allow placebos into your stream,
all that will enter is false hope.
don’t allow your once cause of relief,
become your cause of death.
(c.b.)