i knew i wasnt supposed to fall for you. 
i knew you wouldnt choose me at the end.
i knew i would end up getting hurt. 

i thought my feelings for you would fade away by now. 
i thought when you stopped talking to me and disappeared from me in every way possible, time would do its job. 

what i didnt know was that
you meant much more to me than i let myself believe. 
i had already given up from the very beginning because i knew you wouldnt stay, so i let myself believe i didnt really love you…

 
At nights like this….. raining, cold, and alone, i think of you.
and now i know i love you…alot. 

















friday night and i cannot sleep

You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.
Azar NafisiReading Lolita in Tehran (via psych-facts)




ourpoeticlives:

oculousreparo:

fuckmegentlywitha2x4:

brock-obama:

Owls confirmed to be the creepiest birds ever. LOOK AT THE FUCKING THINGS. If you fail to notice the one on the left fucking SWALLOWING a rat, then you have the dude singing some satanic chant or something next to him, and then you have those two other fucking psychos synchronized to make you feel creeped the fuck out with their soulless dance of FUCKING DOOM.

I really am tempted to reblog this every time it’s on my dash. That description is one of the best things on the internet.



Yeahhhh, I want this on my blog again.





im not going to die until i see one of these.