nostalgia is a liar. nothing was ever as good as you remember it to be. there’s a reason you don’t talk to that person anymore, there’s a reason you’re not part of each other’s lives. don’t trust nostalgia. grieve. reflect. move on.
(via bl-ossomed)
who the fuck
(Source: weheartit.com, via thegoodvybe)
(Source: asylum-art-2, via hefuckin-deactivated20160423)
(Source: weheartit.com, via thegoodvybe)
"The sun’s gone dim, and the moon’s gone black. For I loved him, and he didn’t love back."- Dorothy Parker (via lovelustquotes)
I memorized the wayward expressions
Never look down
Never let you see me down
I memorized the way no directions
Can I come over now
I’d like to stay a little while
I memorized your body exposed
I could fuck you all night long
From a memory aloneI never forget a face
Don’t go plastic on me
Nothing’s set in stone
You’re not dipped in gold
Dipped in gold
You can’t breathe if you’re dipped in gold
You are not on paper
You are not a copy
You’re so, you’re so..so thick, so thick
