May 2013
sunshineface0014:
assbutt-in-the-garrison:
I need my glasses to find my glasses do you see my problem
You can’t even see your problem
Sorry but The Velvet Underground > The Beatles
Go ahead and kill me.
“Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with...”
– Sylvia Plath (via cigarettesetouterspace)
nannajane:
in 7 years its going to be the 20s again so we can bring back swing music and the aesthetics of that era but keep modern values who’s with me
Hey so if we have a mutual follow goin on, feel free to ask for my
cellular number
snapchat
twitter
facebook
skype
email
facetime
first born
you know, anything you want
burritobabe:
The only good things about me are my hands. My ink-stained, trembling-fingered, empty in-between-the-spaces, scarred, art-making, nervous, hungry and constantly seeking, brown-sugared hands.
Hi hello I just thought you should know that you are all gems and I love you. That is all.
Anonymous asked: Elyse. You put the U in beaUtiful.
“… and we are in bed together
laughing
and we don’t care
about anything …”
– Charles Bukowski (via deathvisions)
“Poets play with words to keep themselves sane”
– Eyedea & Abilities // Liquid Sovereignty (via psilolysergicamine)
Anonymous asked: HI ELYSE. I know it's easy to get frustrated and upset and mad and feel lost. But just remember the world is beautiful and so are you.
Watchdatscutee:
dontworrybekarl:
best office moment ever hands down
basically just explains the office all together
la vie en rose: The Sciences Sing a Lullaby →
darling-ene:
by Albert Goldbarth
Physics says: go to sleep. Of course you’re tired. Every atom in you has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes nonstop from mitosis to now. Quit tapping your feet. They’ll dance inside themselves without you. Go to sleep. Geology says: it will be all right. Slow…
You were a patch on the blanket of skies
And I was enwrapped in your threads
“Don’t fall in love with a curious one.
They will want to know who you are,...”
– Don’t Fall In Love With The Curious One (via getyourassbeat)
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darling-ene:
I am a very very embarrassed person
bepeu:
hello. excuse me. there was a little bug on you and he flew away but he wanted me to tell you that you smell nice and your heart is beating very loudly
razzledazzy:
razzledazzy:
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN MY SCHOOL I JUST SAW A PERSON DRESSED AS A DROP OF HOTSAUCE
theangryviolinist:
do re mi fa so done with this semester
April 2013
“I felt a tremendous distance between me and everything real.”
– Hunter S. Thompson, The Rum Diary (via 4mbivalent)
thunderwear:
ohmygOD so today this kid in my school tried to go through a loop in the railing and ended up getting stuck, so they had to call the security guard, who called the principal, and he pulled the fire alarm so everyone would come outside and laugh at him
also, all the black kids went up to take pictures
