Crawling up from ashes


Clare. 19. Washington State. I travel occasionally, I write frequently, and I eat a lot of food.

punkrockdirection:

sometimes i forget im a real person

(via sa-mistet)

I am not anti-social, I am selectively social. 

(via sunofafterfohg)

distract-ed:

I had to have this on my blog
"With the right music, you either forget everything or you remember everything."
(via one-side-of-a-story)

(Source: alexbost, via inthewrongpond)

"And I am bored to death with it. Bored to death with this place, bored to death with my life, bored to death with myself."
Charles Dickens (via seabois)

(via queerboromir)

Look what I bought. 

opposablethumbcrew:

Books have a way of making you homesick for a place you have never been.

(via myquietplacee)

"One day, whether you
are 14,
28 
or 65

you will stumble upon
someone who will start
a fire in you that cannot die.

However, the saddest,
most awful truth
you will ever come to find––

is they are not always
with whom we spend our lives."
Beau Taplin, “The Awful Truth”  (via coffeekaling)

(Source: afadthatlastsforever, via corenaming)

"I’m tired. Tired today, tired tomorrow. I was tired yesterday and am tired today."
Kim Hanbin (via ahn-f)

(via human--refuge)

"If they don’t like you who the fuck cares."
(via kaktulu)

(Source: kitschybitchy, via staghorns)

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