"We are all broken, that’s how the light gets in."
Ernest Hemingway (via litttledebbi3)
milk-honey-tea:

Devdas (2002)
273
cocaineshorty:

x
khadds:

Deep
"I used to walk into a room full of people and wonder if they liked me… now I look around and wonder if I like them."

A line of roses lines the street where Michael Brown was shot
aquify:

fuck what you heard, you’re mine, you’re mine, all i’m really asking for is you…