ㅤㅤ﹫ㅤ ⠀⠀𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗅𝗅 ㅤㅤ𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 ㅤㅤ𝖻𝖾 ㅤㅤ𝖺𝗍 ㅤㅤ𝗆𝗒

there’s a place where lovers go

to cry their sorrows away

and they call it lonesome town

where the broken hearts stay

I always wanted to be famous.

baby I’m a sociopath

sweet serial killer

DeBÍ TiRAR MáS FOToS

inside of you there are two wolves

get addicted to ur own energy bby

happy international women's day to all of my beautiful girl bloggers 𝜗𝜚

I've loved him my whole life, and somewhere along the way, that love didn't change but grew. It grew to fill the parts of me that I did not have when I was a child. It grew with every new longing of my body and desire until there was not a piece of me that did not love him. And when I look at him, there is no other feeling in me.

- LAURA NOWLIN, If He Had Been With Me