sherlocksheart:

"It’s all well and clever having a mind palace, but you’ve only three seconds of consciousness left to use it. So, come on, what’s going to kill you?"

  
Dylan O’Brien for Nylon

(Fuente: sterek)

  

“I wonder
whose arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved.”

this becomes almost deeper when you think of non-romantic loves too (via asimetricna-vagina)

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explore-blog:

family tree diagram of the entire Greek mythology

( Chartporn)

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#myth

“The best mirror is an old friend.”

. (via kaltehand)

  

“The world doesn’t make sense, so why should I paint pictures that do?”

Pablo Picasso (via soulsscrawl)

(Fuente: thatblokematti)

  

in-describable:

went on a drive bc im feelin anxious and needed to listen to bon iver with the windows down

  
#ph
  

(Fuente: connor-walshed)

  

dream-insilk:

foreheadxkisses:

Body comparisons. 

this makes me feel alive

  

(Fuente: lsd-is-for-pussies)

  

i’ve tried counting every freckle on your back. but i always get lost in the curve down your spine. if i could, i would erase every single one of them. as if each freckle was a bad memory i could take from your mind and swallow them chased with whiskey. i’d turn you back into something so pure. like a blank canvas untouched by my clumsy brush. or a blank vhs tape that isn’t filled with distant memories. you could be as pure as the blue sky over some sad midwest town. not these grey, factory clouds over new york city. i’d turn you back into the idea that there’s a universe within our bodies. rather than my smoke filled lungs and offbeat heart. but for now i’ll still try falling in love with the world through all the little things like sunsets and empty bars, heavy rain and pale sunsets, all the oxygen in my lungs and those tiny veins on the back of your eyelids. 

(Fuente: drewwilsonphoto)

  

queernipple:

if u have boobs ur a slut

  

spaece:

more here

(Fuente: phendi)

  
#ph

(Fuente: i-have-a-hunger)