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falloutboy:

7/22 - Raleigh, NC @ Walnut Creek Amphitheatre - MONUMENTOUR

Photos by Jack Edinger

  • me:

    halloween is coming soon

  • mom:

    it's july

  • me:

  • me:

    halloween is coming soon

eartheld:

eartheld:

mostly nature

mostly nature

eartheld:

eartheld:

mostly nature
mostly nature
red-lipstick:

Wittap aka Witta Priester (New Zealand) - Canterbury Arch or Asperatus Cloud?, 2005  An amazing sky taken off the deck of a rental home in Hanmer, NZ.      Photography

red-lipstick:

Wittap aka Witta Priester (New Zealand) - Canterbury Arch or Asperatus Cloud?, 2005  An amazing sky taken off the deck of a rental home in Hanmer, NZ.      Photography

090113-131013:

Untitled en We Heart It.

090113-131013:

Untitled en We Heart It.

surfeau:

ocean/surf

surfeau:

ocean/surf

su-i-cid-e:

ionicsky:

extrasad:

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 
I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside
of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.
The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told
me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded
my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.
I had stars in my lungs but I burned them
all out with the cigarettes I was smoking
to get you the fuck out of my throat. The
flowers growing at the bottoms of my 
stomach are dead. Apparently you  
can’t water flowers with vodka.
I had the sky in my veins but it’s
been pretty fucking stormy since I
ripped them open. I had planets 
on the tip of my tongue but
the debris from the shattered 
remains of “us” have been
crashing into them. I was
everything. And then I met
you and we were everything.
Now you’re fucking some
blonde girl who gets
high all the time and
I’m a fucking
mess.

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

q’d

su-i-cid-e:

ionicsky:

extrasad:

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 

I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside

of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.

The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told

me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded

my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.

I had stars in my lungs but I burned them

all out with the cigarettes I was smoking

to get you the fuck out of my throat. The

flowers growing at the bottoms of my

stomach are dead. Apparently you  

can’t water flowers with vodka.

I had the sky in my veins but it’s

been pretty fucking stormy since I

ripped them open. I had planets 

on the tip of my tongue but

the debris from the shattered 

remains of “us” have been

crashing into them. I was

everything. And then I met

you and we were everything.

Now you’re fucking some

blonde girl who gets

high all the time and

I’m a fucking

mess.

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

q’d

cul-de-sad:

tigers jaw - never saw it coming

cul-de-sad:

tigers jaw - never saw it coming

cakes-and-ink:

get tattooed!

cakes-and-ink:

get tattooed!