I wanna go back to Beverly Hills I don't belong here

"My heart didn’t break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn’t do. He didn’t want to hear my stories. He didn’t ask me questions. He didn’t smile when I was talking to him. He didn’t hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all."
Diane Les Becquets (via silents)

(Source: gildings)

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uncacti:

this
cootercakes:

c—a—s—h:

☠
tactical-tacos:

LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR
ruinedxfate:

dreamboy1991:

THRIS MAKES ME SQUEAL

hamburgertoes 😭 if rocky had babies
highfriend:

Green Wheat Field