(Source: faggressive, via virginity)
I am very much in love with no one in particular — Ezra Miller (via audrotas)
(Source: ezradelrey, via ga-lazy)
(Source: mist-r, via rosetjl)
(Source: calebdwood, via eletheowl)
(Source: cuteys, via paintedhoes)
(Source: lilac-peaches, via highheelsandhangovers)
Charlie: Sam, do you ever think, that if people knew how crazy you really were that no one would ever talk to you?
Sam: All the time.
(Source: watsonlove, via brokethesamebread)
(Source: mist-r, via lustire)
I think that if I ever have kids, and they are upset, I won’t tell them that people are starving in China or anything like that because it wouldn’t change the fact that they were upset. And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn’t really change the fact that you have what you have. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks Of Being A Wallflower (via gofuckingnuts)
(Source: gofuckingnuts, via mis0neism)
I was half in love with her by the time we sat down. That’s the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they’re not much to look at, or even if they’re sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are. Girls. Jesus Christ. They can drive you crazy. They really can. — J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via navinsego)
(Source: andpancakes, via mis0neism)