She is not “my girl.”

She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.

How much more blessed can I be?

— (via asvpklla)

(via after-dark-x)

There’s a difference between somebody who wants you and somebody who would do anything to keep you.

Remember that.

— (via phuckindope)

(via wesniall)


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Another bottle I’ve decorated, and this time I recorded a video of the process

“I don’t want people to matter to me too much. Sometimes it hurts too much to think about them. Ones you love who don’t love you, ones who hate you, ones who you think about but never get to be with. I like people but when I get too close, it fucks me up.”
— Henry Rollins; Black Flag (via z-bug)