Same Thing We Do Every Day Pinky.

Welcome to my mind in a nutshell!
Hey there! I'm Chris,20 and I have stretched ears.
Things I like: Art. Photography. Music. Horror Movies. StarWars. Tattoos. Piercings. Animals. Reading.
Got any questions? Just ask. :)

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I wish you were in this room with me right now. I wish I could put my arms around you. I wish I could touch you.

—Her (2013)

(Source: larmoyante, via scattered-bones)

A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love sickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

—Robert Frost (via observando)

(via iammaddisonandyouare)

If I had a drink for every fuck I give I’d be one sober mother fucker, but if I had a drink for every fuck I gave about her, I’d be intoxicated forever. I’d drink myself to death.

—(via moonsads)

Reminds me of someone

(via thatblueeyedginger)

(Source: justliveyolyfe, via letsdiveheadfirst)