I'M A DREAD-HEAD

♫ Barely Hitting The Surface Of The Dome!!

ઇ Explicit. Wanderluster.
Inked. Daydreamer.
A pure musicphile.
Internationally raised.
Open. Lover of love.
Curious. Complex.
Simple.

♥ WARNING: Very Ruthless....Things Will Get Vulgar...Not 4 The Faint Of Heart!!!

Ask me anythingclose

The saddest word
in the whole wide world
is the word almost.


He was almost in love.
She was almost good for him.
He almost stopped her.
She almost waited.
He almost lived.
They almost made it.

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(Source: untamedunwanted, via enviablyme)

“ If only there could be an invention that bottled up a memory, like scent. And it never faded, and it never got stale. And then, when one wanted it, the bottle could be uncorked, and it would be like living the moment all over again. ”

—    Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca (via larmoyante)

(via freefucksforsatan)

“ He was dangerous to her. He did things to her heart and mind she couldn’t explain. He made her want things she’d always been afraid of. But now she wanted to try. ”

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(Source: justwanttobefound, via mulfingered)

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