Oh the fucking drama



“We sing with our heroes 33-rounds per minute,
We’re never going home until the sun says we’re finished,
I’ll love you forever if I ever love at all
Wild hearts, blue jeans and white t-shirts”







When a girl feels that she’s perfectly groomed and dressed she can forget that part of her. That’s charm. The more parts of yourself you can afford to forget the more charm you have.
F. Scott Fitzgerald   (via lesbellesfleurs, candide) (via aseriquays) (via coldheartuglysoul)




Goodby Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you?

And you know it’s a lion’s heart
That will tumble and tear apart











i don’t care.