one of these days maybe your magic won’t affect me,                                                         and your kiss won’t make me weak

hoping that you’ll be alive, safe, healthy and happy. know that you are loved. screw you and thank you for everything.

cheers,

LD

whenyouescape:

If love was a choice, who would ever choose such exquisite pain.

people who list off their ‘credentials’ or their titles like this are so pretentious and douchey. what happened to humility and modesty?

as i hope, if you guys don’t know what any of these mean then they hold no merit to you. why bother posting it like this so cryptically? if you’re so eager to prove how important you are you might as well take a fucking picture that says ‘i’m big shit, ya heard?’ tattooed across your forehead. i bet you probably use these short forms so people ask what they mean and you can go into a whole 10 minute conversation of how important they are to feel better about yourself.

that’s what doesn’t get me. we’re so keen to prove ourselves the best.

separating the genuine from the bullshit gets so tiring.

cheers,

LD

vintagesorority: