(via vintagestrawberrygirl)
(via vintagestrawberrygirl)
my dream-house.
make a wish and tell no one, spring is here
blok brate, bruklin brate, blok, bruklin, bato, kakav, brate, bruklin brate…
I don’t believe in Peter Pan, Frankenstein or Superman. All I wanna do is…
Queen’s Bicycle Race/Fat Bottomed Girls 45rpm picture sleeve circa 1978 :: via flickr.com
(via codykathleen)
golden age syndrome.
simple.
autumn.
destination.
under the surface, a destiny. shadowed, deep, and dark.
pour my fever down your throat, burn your lips against my foam, drench your tongue in my bitterness.
give me a reason to taste life again, but not before the pain pours out of my eyes harvesting all lies written on my hypocrite face.
born to be alive.
marion.
shut your mouth.