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Hi my name is Kaitlyn. I'm 17 and I live in Texas! :)



"You were red. You liked me cause I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you."

colors. (via se7enteenblack)

WHEN THE FUCK DID THIS GET OVER 100,000 NOTES I WAS DRUNK WHEN I WROTE THIS

(via stonerlukey)

Wow

(via xxetrel)

wow, that’s good.

(via retr0philia)

(via la-aaquifadazzlehoudini)

"Maybe a relationship is just two idiots who don’t know a damn thing except the fact that they’re willing to figure it out together."(via bl-ossomed)

(Source: c0ntemplations, via victoria-yo)

you cannot
just plant flowers
in my heart
and drown them
with the idea of you
and not expect
them to bloom
into a beautiful field
filled with memories
of you and I

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guiseofgentlewords:

my father told me once to never date anyone who talks smoothly around you from the start because if someone likes you they should be a little nervous and honestly i think that’s some of the best advice anyone has ever given me

(via the-used-though)

"I am trying to see things in perspective. My dog wants a bite of my peanut butter chocolate chip bagel. I know she cannot have this, because chocolate makes dogs very sick. My dog does not understand this. She pouts and wraps herself around my leg like a scarf and purrs and tries to convince me to give her just a tiny bit. When I do not give in, she eventually gives up and lays in the corner, under the piano, drooping and sad. I hope the universe has my best interest in mind like I have my dog’s. When I want something with my whole being, and the universe withholds it from me, I hope the universe thinks to herself: "Silly girl. She thinks this is what she wants, but she does not understand how it will hurt."THEORIES ABOUT THE UNIVERSE by Blythe Baird (via theflowershop)

(Source: blythebrooklyn, via ishouldbeincali)

le-voyag3r:


mr-5k:


hopefor-thehopeless:
you’re probably going to dance with another girl who will taste like fresh picked strawberries and smell like flowers blossom in her hair
and you’re probably going to choke down 5 shots of straight vodka and get the thought of me out of your head and focus on the girl dancing with you who wants to be your apple pie but you can’t see the diamonds in her eyes because you’re staring at the ones hanging around her neck and you can’t feel her pull you in closer because she’s reaching farther behind your head of dark hair and tapping shoulders of random guys she’s never even met
and when this happens I hope you run to the dingy bathroom and splash your face with dirty water and vomit up the words you never said because while you’re out drowning your heart in things I shouldn’t care about I’m here looking at the moon whispering how much I fucking love you
and if you take her home I swear to God the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what time it is and you’ll watch it shine across your bedroom floor where we danced and laughed and I almost told you that you are my night sky
and I hope the light catches your attention more than the sight of her would and I hope when you wake up all you remember is that roses are my favourite scented flower and you can’t escape the light of the moon

Fuck.

😕