Imagine a city where graffiti wasn’t illegal, a city where everybody drew...– Banksy (via simplymeesh) (via deathoftheauthor) (via thebeautifulyouth)
Dirty Angels: we see things, we want things.... →
we see things, we want things. that’s how it works, right? i’m all for it. i see a scene from a movie, i wish i were there. i see a photo on the internet, in a magazine, on a camera, and i wish i were there. even the ugly places, i yearn. maybe it’s the difference. anything different to what’s…
You can love someone so much…But you can never love people as much as you can...– John Green (via thoughtsdetained) (via quote-book) (via soyinolvidable) (via idontmindyouundermyskin) (via amberxamen) (via fuckyeahnerdfighters) (via eemmaa) (via madnessmostdiscreet) (via aliblundell)
on a scale of anne frank to bin laden
sofuckingindie: bloodbankk: joshualouie: iatepussyonce: how good are you at hide and seek? OH MY GOD
this guy took photos from 1979 till the day he... →
Have you been feeling distant?
isobelisme: Emil and Friends - Downed Economy ...
JD: You're dangerous aren't you?
Ben: Yes I am.
JD: Bet you listen to rap music
what comes easy to you?
You guys might not know this, but I consider myself a bit of a loner. I tend to...– Alan, The Hangover (via flickflickflicker) (via unicornology) (via palehearts) (via longlivethequeen) (via teenagedreams)
Tell me something you enjoy about weekends ?
and after all this time, who would have thought i’d miss you– (via mygoodnotgreatlife) (via paintedbones)
i wish i was british.
theindiehippie: i’ve probably said this around a thousand times but that’s because it’s a never ending wish
The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when Sad...– John Mayer (via thestoryofthegreatwhitecloud)
smiled at you and you smiled back that’s when I knew theres no turning...– MSTRKRFT
twothousandthings: i love the bus. you sit there, you can listen to music, and it’s acceptable to watch people without feeling creepy. all i need is the perfect soundtrack, comfortable clothes and an endless trip for me to be happy.
sometimes i question my readiness for the world.
The way there are no clocks in casinos and whenever you walk into one, the...– via: I wrote this for you (via kari-shma) (via miavitanuova)
coeurstar: Trembling summers and nightmares ago: we were children, I think.
Is it ever possible to pick up where you left off...
other then the obvious stuff. I mean like people, friendship whatever wise.