what a shit ending for a day sigh…

The fate of your heart is your choice and no one else gets a vote
Sarah DessenThis Lullaby (via feellng)
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Cool ink..

Cool ink..

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I do really….

I do really….

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Dammm I kept my phone away for like 30 mins 350 msgs !!!!

Sometimes it’s nice not to hear the phone ring…

i wish i could throw my heart in to the ocean…

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kerribarrett:

i do not care how old he is , i would bang him in a heart beat everyday all day foreveer and ever , his accent the way he carries himself.

Samcro

kerribarrett:

i do not care how old he is , i would bang him in a heart beat everyday all day foreveer and ever , his accent the way he carries himself.

Samcro

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We learned in art class that technically, black is not a colour, but rather, the absence of. Black was in fact, a shade—one that held its presence in every gradation of grey, only departing completely, with the transition into white. I always thought of white as a clean slate, an un-written page. A snow covered field or a wedding dress. White is starting over, an absolution from all your sins. That day, I was the furthest away from white that I could possibly be.
Lang Leav  (via discolor3d)

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In the art of war, if you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the approaching battles. But if you know only yourself and not your enemy… for every victory, there will also be defeat.
Emily Thorne, Revenge (via sweetchampagne)
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cesyeux-bleus:

abi and I swimming through sharks cove

cesyeux-bleus:

abi and I swimming through sharks cove

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