Lessons that we've learned before

ribbu:

there’s a special place in hell reserved just for me

it’s called the throne

intoasylum:

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the vampire diaries | text posts

rebageld:

unhealthy you say? the apple i ate when i was 7 years old begs to differ 

Stiles text posts, inspired by (x)

little-greysanatomy:

tumblr meets Meredith Grey

me: I'm going to bed early tonight.
me:
me: is that the sun

thumbtackjuicyfruitspork:

You know when a fast angry song comes on that you know every word to and you’re in just the right mood that your eyes light up with the fire and angst of a thousand punk rockers and you just feel so alive

partickstump:

i :) am :) so :) stressed :) about :) everything :) all :) the :) time :)

adamnsight:

Have you ever seen brown eyes in the sun? You don’t always notice it at first but you’ll see that ‘brown’ no longer describes them. They melt into golden rays, circling an eclipse. There’s nothing boring about brown eyes, not even when the later hours encroach; they just turn into a sunset of their own. 

“But Dumbledore says he doesn’t care what they do as long as they don’t take him off the Chocolate Frog cards.”