just close your eyes / the sun is going down / you’ll be alright /
no one can hurt you now / come morning light /
YOU AND I’LL BE SAFE AND SOUND

And when we’re trying to move on, the moments we always go back to aren’t the mundane ones. They are the moments you saw sparks that weren’t really there, felt stars aligning without having any proof, saw your future before it happened, and then saw it slip away without any warning. These are moments of newfound hope, extreme joy, intense passion, wishful thinking, and in some cases, the unthinkable letdown. And in my mind, every one of these memories looks the same to me. I see all of these moments in bright, burning, red.

astrolocherry:

i know a doctor who uses astrology and treats his patients accordingly, like he will look at their birthdays on their chart and see pisces and know the patient will want to be reassured and comforted, a virgo will want to know all the details of the illness, a scorpio will want to know the doctor’s medical background and competency, a gemini will appreciate a joke and aries will want to leave in a cast i think this is wicked

astrolocherry:

virgo is a gemini that maintains focus and isnt distracted
gemini is a drunk, scattered virgo

Yo Ed I’m really happy 4 you and I’m gonna let u finish but this is the best JAM OF ALL TIME. - T

Welcome to the RED Tour.

Sherlock S3 marathon on TV just finished. I am not emotionally okay because mary is just so adfhkewramsdf and john’s reaction when he realised he’s sherlock’s pressure point?? and just johnlock in general AND SHERLOCK BBY is so desperately lonely and brave aND NOT AT ALL THE SOCIOPATH HE THINKS HE IS

someone tell me why i thought it was a good idea to start watching this damn tv show????????

slutstatus:

can you believe that there are people on this earth who have never seen this video before

break me like a promise

“I still love sparkles and grocery shopping and really old cats that are only nice to you half the time. I still love writing in my journal and wearing dresses all the time and staring at chandeliers.” 

so beautiful so smart such a waste of a young heart;