that I hung myself and most of the dream was a narration of the suicide note…but then it cut to ( I dream like I’m making a movie…) faces of all my friends and family and no one was arsed.
i don’t know how I feel after that
(Source: deviantfemme, via curvesappreciationsociety)
Trying to be a lady.
Styled and photographed by my sister.
Make up and Hair by me.
Soundtrack: Buddy Holly, The Beatles, Elvis Presley
(via esmeraldabonterre)
like i miss certain styles a crazy amount
my boyfriend reminds me of maleficent so much.
(via lynnlovinlifeexo)
Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? - Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close
I never thought a book that means so much to me could have been written this century, but this is the closest to my heart, this makes everything okay. When I cry to this book I know there’s something more, because it hurts in a place that isn’t my mind and isn’t my body and I know there’s something more.
Natalie: 25% bacon, 25% pringles and a while lot of awesome ;)
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