If he cared, he would have made an effort.
― Things I tell myself at 3 am (via thefinest-blog)

thevirginharry:

remember swine flu reblog if ur a tru 2009 kid

canadianslut:

angry and quite offended that you don’t have a crush on me

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
― T.S. Eliot (via cassoday)

hamsterangst:

WHENEVER I TOUCH CEILINGS I FEEL REALLY POWERFUL