This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time.


literally like. i’m not ~~~attracted to~~~ my friends but. they’re all attractive. like, wow. fuck. i am surrounded by hot people. i hope other people see how hot my friends are. i hope they see us in a group and are like “holy shit. so many hot people. hot as stars. that’s less of a clique and more of a constellation”

(via gaskarthskitten)


50% of me: “I love dresses and flowers and pretty things.”

Other 50% of me: “I love tattoos and hardcore music and concerts and skinny jeans.”

(via pizza--the-veil)


how weird is the thought that some of the biggest days of our lives haven’t even happened yet

(via hey-you-dont-waste-your-time)


I’m in this weird stage where I don’t really like myself, but I don’t really care anymore

(via gaskarthskitten)