Skeletal Truth

angelica. nineteen. collegiate. young and still so free.
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2am writing from last night

wow it’s been one hour and almost 200 notes ily you guys

damn guys 

i love this
oxygendeprivation:

someone asked me to describe home and i almost said your name but i stayed quiet instead, people expect you to say a damn place but i felt more home in your two arms than i ever did in my own house.

“I wanted you to tell me that you were sorry; that you would miss our long drives, playing our favorite songs too loud, watching old movies, talking about our favorite authors, laughing at the smallest of things, staying up too late. I wanted you to tell me that you would miss holding my hand and the feel of my heart beating against your own. I wanted you to tell me all of these things, but you didn’t. And I still wonder if you think about me. If you think about my skin, my hair, the way I used to smile when I saw your face. I don’t think you do, but I still like to wonder.”

a.p., Do You Wonder About Me? (via sunst0ne)

“You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.”

Ernest Hemingway (via auspicious—infp)



my anonymous friend sent me this and i thought this was really beautiful

this

“I wanted to destroy everything beautiful I’d never have.”

Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club (via filiaemortem)