May 2013
2 posts
woman.
wildflowerveins:
when she was a young girl, her mother washed her raven hair in the porcelain tub and she held back sobs every time the brush caught in snarls. when it was over, her mother would put down the brush, covered in tangles and clumps that laced together like spiderwebs. she would kiss her daughter’s head and run her hand through the smooth strands and exhale in remorse because...
We were more
lovaboxa:
Let me imagine blissfully if only for this moment you and I were more than a crutch for our broken souls crammed into the armpit of this fucked up world of what if and never can be My heart forgot the pain the day we met and I freely walked to you If only for this moment lie and tell me you felt it too
Beautiful
April 2013
14 posts
silenthill:
bread is cool because you can put pretty much everything inside bread and still tastes good, shout out to bread
March 2013
7 posts
February 2013
10 posts
larayia:
She looked like autumn, when leaves turned and fruit ripened.
I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops texting me like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
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January 2013
23 posts
