(Source: annieileen, via sordilezas)
(Source: dope-shiettt, via lucrezialoveshercesare)
by Jenny Yu
She smiled and all I could think was ‘Oh shit’. — Ten Word Poem #5 (via mer-se)
(Source: poemsbysmm, via onepackofsmoke)
I am the girl who prefers to spend her Friday night curled up with her pillow, reading a good novel, and I am also the girl who likes to go out on a Saturday night and dance until the DJ plays his last song. I am the girl who wants to wear beat up converses and an oversized sweatshirt, and I am also the girl who owns over sixty dresses and too many shoes to count. Why did it become okay to say one is better than the other? Because I am all of that. — Ming D. Liu, What is “better?” (via nonelikejesus)
"And what do we say to death?"
"The fuck out my face"
"Talk to the hand"