Tell the truth...and run...

italiansupreme:

That awkward moment when guys try to hit on you and you’re already checking out their girlfriends.

(via heavilyfitted)

"I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too."
Pablo Neruda (via loveyourchaos)

Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.
Yo la quise, y a veces ella también me quiso.

(via shattersthemoon)

(Source: pythons, via imdoingthisbecauseiloveyou)

silversora:

If a dead ancestor doesn’t appear in the sky to stop me, it can’t be that bad of a decision

(via amanduhinwonderland)