|via: afatbird / source: stupidape||1 year ago with 2,276 notes|
children don’t grow up
our bodies get bigger but
our hearts get torn up
|via: logaylerman / source: simplypotterheads||1 year ago with 46,114 notes|
The houses on my street are all the same size and shape. They are made of gray cement, with few windows, in economical, no-nonsense rectangles. Their lawns are crabgrass and their mailboxes are dull metal. To some the sight might be gloomy, but to me their simplicity is comforting.
|via: ollsykes-deactivated20130803 / source: until-youbreak||1 year ago with 2,325 notes|
the instructor and the initiate.
|via: revenclaws-deactivated20131105 / source: dievrgent||1 year ago with 4,395 notes|
Running out of time
|via: revenclaws-deactivated20131105 / source: johnvatson||1 year ago with 2,240 notes|