i love freckles theyre skin stars
do you ever feel like there’s just so many pretty girls but most dudes are just subpar like there are radiant goddesses everywhere and just piles and piles of guys in backwards baseball caps and sandals
”Call me weak or any variation of it
one more time and I will rip your
heart out of your chest with my bare
hands and shove it down your
throat until you choke to death on it.”
believe that my kindness makes me
anything but insurmountable.
I did not unzip my chest to every kind of hurt,
and stagger back, wounded and alive,
just to hear you call me weak for trying. Ashe Vernon (aka latenightcornerstore), from her poem, Softness, in Words Dance 16. (via wordsdancemag)
ACTUAL MESSAGE OF (500) DAYS OF SUMMER THAT NO ONE ACTUALLY REALIZES
I heard less than a minute of these two boys singing and I was in such a trance, their voices were amazing. I could have sat by them on the grass and listened to them play guitar and sing all day.
i really need a day between saturday and sunday