I want this
fuckyeahtattoos:

This is my third tattoo and my smallest. This is my tree of life, the one on my summer camps’ necklace. 24901: home is where the heart is.

I want this

fuckyeahtattoos:

This is my third tattoo and my smallest. This is my tree of life, the one on my summer camps’ necklace. 24901: home is where the heart is.

You need to get yo' ass listening to The Replacements AND Big Star. Remind me to send you a list of bands you should check out.

I’m reminding you that you should send me a list of bands I should check out. However I know that you are on your way to England, so have fun and make the most of it. Get to the list later, not a priority. Can’t wait to hear all about it though!

If I could explain love in one word, it would have to be trust. Trust that he doesn’t cheat on you, trust that he doesn’t lie to you, trust that he really likes you, trust that he will always be there for you, trust that he can go to a party and not get high or drunk, trust that you don’t have to worry about him breaking up with you the second you wake up, trust that he will stick up for you, trust that he will never fall in love with another girl, trust that he won’t get sick of you, and trust that he wants you like you want him.
(via eletheowl)

Studying Psychology makes me hate my mind.

Everyone says love hurts. When actually love doesn’t hurt. Love didn’t leave you for some other girl, it didn’t cheat on you, nor did it break your heart. So stop blaming love for once and start blaming the boy that treated you like crap and gave you up.
(via eletheowl)
It’s just so hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember.

This is exactly what I needed to hear.

revolvers:

They say you shouldn’t hold on and hurt yourself further. They say you shouldn’t kill yourself over and over again over someone who doesn’t care anymore. So why do we keep trying and trying? When is it ever going to be enough? When is all this trying going to ever end? Because sometimes no matter…