Brittany. 22. Milwaukee.


suckmyvertical:

fucking cuddle with me you bitch

(via dreamofcalifornicating)

gonna be me today 

It’s the time of year when my posts start to get spooky. aw yiiis. mother.fucking.fall.is.coming.

Until you get comfortable with being alone, you’ll never know if you’re choosing someone out of love or loneliness.
— (via bl-ossomed)

(Source: theraptorkay, via phatdoobie)


I crave touch, yet I flinch every time someone is close enough.
I have become rather fearful I suppose.  (via dollpoetry)

(via say--say)


And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
— Haruki Murakami (via kushandwizdom)

(via wastedromance)