Extremely insane, bored-of-everything and an obnoxious brown-eyed girl.
Reblogged from abdullasyed :
"There’s a certain freedom to do whatever I want to do, which I guess is the definition of being an artist."
Reblogged from late-night-caffeine :
An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break.
(Source: slingthatslang)
Reblogged from localparty :
The Local Tea Party: Can we end this?
You do one thing. First you grow up. Because, if you grow up means, automatically your son will grow up. And when your son is growing up, give him a pack of condoms. Now don’t give that confused look and all. Seriously, give him a pack of condoms. Along with that, give him a lot of free advice….
Reblogged from late-night-caffeine :
Sheets and shirt.
I’ve the same shirt & it’s missing. I told you, stop stealing my shirts!
What I like is mine now. You cant have it back.

“A cup of coffee, with cyanide.” I ordered with a smile.
“Extra sugar?” she smirked,...
“I miss you.”
Her gears sync & adjust with my shifty rusty axial...
I’ve come down to the grounds where...
Self, 6 months ago.
I miss my hair when it used to be like this. This messy length works best...
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