wethinkwedream:

ok universe, i’m ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.

imanaires:

@ my skin: please find god

"Maybe we’ll meet again, when we’re slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart."
- (via bl-ossomed)