Whats My Age Again?

The name is Summer Rayne, being really lame is the game. I like all genders and have a slightly weird obsession with sloths. Im just your average female that finds it hard to deal with mondays.

Azra.T  (via 5000letters)

(via gypsyrose27)

Loving someone who cannot love you the same way in return is not weakness. It’s one of the most courageous things you’ll ever do. You are putting your armour at their feet and you are saying ‘I will not fight you in this. I have loved you and that means that I have already won.’

(via sexual-feelings)

(Source: jakuzarskey, via cuddlykotabear)

I gave wrong people the right pieces of me.

All this stress makes me want to tear my skin open. The worst part is trying to convince my friends that I’m okay. Wait, scratch that, the worst part is trying to convince myself that I’m okay.. Everything seems so pointless right now.. There’s nothing to look forward to anymore. *sigh*

I don’t know any other way (via norcal-nostalgia)

You were right to call me unstable. I’m a walking fucking disaster.
Anonymous asked: what's your political views on guacamole


Answer:

knucklepuckil:

Guac 4 Prez.

Charlaine Harris (via feellng)

Here’s to books, the cheapest vacation you can buy.

Daniell Koepke (via wordsnquotes)

(via wordsnquotes)

You don’t need anyone’s affection or approval in order to be good enough. When someone rejects or abandons or judges you, it isn’t actually about you. It’s about them and their own insecurities, limitations, and needs, and you don’t have to internalize that. Your worth isn’t contingent upon other people’s acceptance of you — it’s something inherent. You exist, and therefore, you matter. You’re allowed to voice your thoughts and feelings. You’re allowed to assert your needs and take up space. You’re allowed to hold onto the truth that who you are is exactly enough. And you’re allowed to remove anyone from your life who makes you feel otherwise.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind  (via teenager90s)

We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot.

Franz Kafka, from Diaries  (via kafkaesque-world)

September 22. Nothing.

If doubt is the soil that fear grows in, I’m dirty from head to toe.

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