You can’t keep dancing with the devil and ask why you’re still in hell
Something my friend told me the other day (via dolly-kitten)
I look in his eyes and I see glimpses of the person I used to know and the person I know he can be.
And they’re the same.
And I wonder where he went and if he’s going to come back because, whatever this is, would work like magic if he ever did.
I hope you look for me in everyone else and panic when you realize that they’ll never be exactly the same.
Ten words story: you lost me. (via verschluesselt)
If you don’t end up smiling while you are kissing someone, you are probably kissing the wrong person.
I wish I learned this before (via regenapplaus)
All this time
I drank you like the cure when maybe
you were the poison.
Clementine von Radics (via hellanne)