"Don't Fuck With Me--Please?

She lived with stardust in her eyes..

It was worthy living in fantasy..

Away from the misery of a real life...

  • found it swimmin’ in the digital waves

    (of course I added the yellow, fool)

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  • Kuroshitsuji / Yana Toboso’s Blog! / Ciel Phantomhive

    (Source: just-a-demon-butler, via lonachu)

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  • "I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me."
    Charlotte Green, You Say You Don’t Want A Boyfriend, But You Know That’s Not True (via krook)

    (Source: larmoyante, via cheahninapresh)

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  • "When you have been crying for so long that you can feel the heart ache in the back of your eyes and you want nothing more than to be able to close them forever"
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  • nowyoukno:

    Source for more like this follow NowYouKno

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  • bee-belly:

    he now understands period cramps because i told him

    you know when you have diarrhea and you can’t get to a bathroom and your stomach is cramping, you start sweating a little bit, you feel like you really are about to see the lord

    that’s cramps

    only you can’t shit them out and you have to function normally the whole time

    he looked so sympathetic after that

    (via cheahninapresh)

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  • coltre:

    " An entire year passed and I think I was the only one who truly knew you.
    Or maybe I never knew you at all.

    (via cheahninapresh)

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  • heyfishie:

    Oh my god

    (via cheahninapresh)

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  • (Source: nornas, via cheahninapresh)

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  • "So plant your own gardens and decorate your own soul,
    Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers."
    Veronica Shoffstall, “Comes the Dawn” (via larmoyante)

    (via cheahninapresh)

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  • Okay

    cheahninapresh:

    I’m counting my ribs

    I thought the ribcage was supposed to protect your organs

    My lungs
    are black
    My heart
    is cold
    My liver
    is stirring

    Organs
    I’ll pluck their keys

    I’m counting my ribs

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  • "When god became lonely
    he created man,
    Or was it
    When man became lonely
    he created god."
    Melanie Exler strengthenizer  (via thepinkestfloyd)

    (Source: strengthenizer, via cheahninapresh)

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  • carlosthatsmyname:

    Selena’s microphone covered in her well known lipstick color. All her mics ended up looking like that after her concerts. This one is on display at the Selena Museum in Corpus Christi Texas and is from the infamous Last Concert.

    (via cheahninapresh)

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  • jeremy-ruiner:

    IM REBLOGGING THIS AGAIN BECAUSE IM STILL YELLING AND WILL NOT STOP YELLING

    (Source: clintonfbarton, via cheahninapresh)

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  • tyleroakley:

    latenighthush:

    GIRLS ACTUALLY DO THIS

    WHEN WE GET REALLY HAPPY LIKE THAT

    WE SMILE 

    AND CANT STAY STILL

    AND GET A LIL BIT EMBARRASSED ABT IT

    BOYS DO IT TOO

    I CAN CONFIRM

    (Source: double-take, via teenage-runaaway)

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