sightempestsmove:

my mother doesn’t like tattoos
she says
art belongs on a wall

well i say no one
not even my mother
gets to tell me that i can’t
be a masterpiece

(via skate-high)

adulescent:

someone be my friend

(via baynipz)

superstreetfighter2turbohdremix:

i am 0% the person i was three years ago and i would probably get in a fight with 2011 me

(via jane--d-oe)

I hope one day

somebody loves you
so much

that they see violets
in the bags under your eyes,
sunsets in the downward arch
of your lips,

that they recognize you
as something green,
something fresh and still growing,
even if sometimes
you are growing sideways,

that they do not waste their time
trying to fix you.

(Source: tristamateer, via jane--d-oe)