My sister, what made you fall from grace? I’m sorry that I was not there to catch you.
(Source: frostingpeetaswounds)
i like boys who battle their inner demons, with tortured souls, dark pasts, who use their handsome features to mask these unwanted shades of themselves under a pretense of arrogance

you were never supposed to leave
now my head’s splitting at the seams
and I don’t know if I can
(Source: jerichoes)