With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?– Oscar Wilde (via kerryravaroo)
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random-people: She is furious. They were walking hand in hand, when suddenly she stopped walking and let go of his hand. She just stood there and looked at him with a look that was so full of anger, it kind of surprised me she didn’t physically attack him. She did attack him though, with words. Now she is…
Something you worry about; I worry about many things. So many things in fact, that they all just become a big blur and all muddled together that I don’t care anymore. But mainly I worry about what everyone else worries about: where am i going in life? (yeah, I’m already boring myself to death) I’m young, I’ve got time to figure it out. Hell, i could spend my entire life...
i just fell in love with this idiot.
skeletales: Can’t Help Falling In Love - Ingrid...
big big big
urge to cut my hair into a crazy do. must…. resissst….
nobody cares as much as you do.