The words on my ribs are lyrics from a My Chemical Romance song 🤘🏽
“how wrong we were to think that immortality ment never dying”
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The words on my ribs are lyrics from a My Chemical Romance song 🤘🏽
“how wrong we were to think that immortality ment never dying”
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happy saturday y’all
follow my twitter while you’re at it 🤘🏽
one last photoset before its banned though?
y’all i’m hella mad, a bunch of my personal content had been flagged as explicit. though i am following guidelines and there are no nipples in my photos (as per tumblrs new rules)
as you know dec 17, tumblr is banning explicit content. so if you want to follow me over here:
& my personal page:
imma keep doing my thing over there
speaking to someone every single day can be pretty destructive because there’s gonna come a day where for the fist time you don’t speak at all and it’s the loneliest feeling in the world
It seems like the only thing I ever right about now is you.
“I love you. I hope you go to sleep knowing that.”
LES LIAISONS DE MARIE ANTOINETTE | SAMUEL CIRNANSCK SÂO PAULO FASHION WEEK SS 2012
More from today 💕 Do y’all prefer photo sets? Or individual photos??? Lemme know
Tuesday July 10, 2018
The last few days (weeks) have felt like a dream. Hazy. Unsure. I don’t necessarily feel like I’m floating. But I feel like I’m floating. Or drifting rather- or stuck? Caught in a current? No. I feel too confident, too aware. Does this read as confusing as I feel?
Since you’ve left I honestly just sit on my bed drawing or watching old anime, and wondering why I still miss you so much.
“I’m with you. No matter what else you have in your head I’m with you and I love you.”
— Ernest Hemingway, The Garden of Eden (via books-n-quotes)