I’m desperate to move away, to experience something new. Be somewhere I’m unfamiliar with, feel lost, feel the adrenaline and excitement pump through my veins. I’m in need of a hit, something to spice up my life. I want to go out, I want a change. I want a life worth writing down.

(Source: dysphorism)

1:18 pm  •  22 March 2014  •  315 notes
Enjoy it. Because it’s happening.
― Stephen Chbosky 

(Source: observando)

1:16 pm  •  22 March 2014  •  2,673 notes

sometimes I kiss people I shouldn’t kiss and let them unbutton my jeans sometimes I leave English class without asking and walk in angular circles until I can hear the blood rushing under my skin sometimes I run until I can’t breathe sometimes I sit in the rain sometimes I sleep for six hours in the middle of the day

sometimes I drive too fast and listen to my music so loud that it hurts sometimes I drink until everything goes black and I don’t remember talking about you all night (even though I do)

sometimes I cry about books and about people who died hundreds of years ago sometimes I don’t cry even though I want to more than anything sometimes I ignore the people I love sometimes hold myself to keep everything in because you are not here to do it

sometimes I think I’m alive sometimes I think I probably never will be

(Source: porn4smartgirls)

1:14 pm  •  22 March 2014  •  149,142 notes