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breakinq:

following back tons

mostlyfiction:

You will fall in love
with someone who is
not me and no matter
how much it hurts
I will be happy for you.
I will have hope that
this time things will
work out for you and
that this time your love
will not be taken for
granted. So when you
fall in love with someone
who is not me, I will
be happy for you. Even
though my heart knows
that I would be much
happier with you.

How? In the six billion people that inhabit this planet, how did I become to think like this? I dont even want to think or hope of anybody else anymore. Obviously I’m just being outrageous believing in things like fate but I’m clearly losing my mind. Always conscious, always seeing that slight image and opportunity that I could have a chance. Then, of course, reality hits and I’m blown into the harsh catacombs of my own imagination, my insanity… that it won’t end in my own fairy tale version of us and I’ll probably end up somewhere in Emerald City because of that tornado steering the course of my life… and then I’ll wonder how it became like this.

jeane-theaaa:

literallyrad:

there are approximately 1,013,913 words in the english language but i could never string any of them together to explain how much i want to hit you with a chair.

Yes.

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markiplier:

Apparently we are currently trending on Tumblr… this tag is hot as BLAZES!!

P.S. I know this because I saw a gif of me dancing with fish across the header… thanks…