Savannah// nyc

mentalalchemy:

suixune:

sereneextremist:

A baby LED costume

SEIZE THE PREY AND CONSUME

terrifying

mentalalchemy:

suixune:

sereneextremist:

A baby LED costume

SEIZE THE PREY AND CONSUME

terrifying

sergeantgettingthatpatrioticdick:

 

sergeantgettingthatpatrioticdick:

 

mapletheleonberger:

…what have I done?

d0nn0:

d0nn0:

SOMEONE HELP I DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY BECAUSE IM NOT LUKE AND IM SCARED FOR JAKE’S SAFETY

This got 32k and the guy was in the bathtub the whole time trippin on lsd

d0nn0:

d0nn0:

SOMEONE HELP I DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY BECAUSE IM NOT LUKE AND IM SCARED FOR JAKE’S SAFETY

This got 32k and the guy was in the bathtub the whole time trippin on lsd

andrewlx:

turbotwintastic:

your move, Nickelodeon. 

SHAAAAADDEEE

shouldnt:

The most relatable twitter account ever created

shouldnt:

The most relatable twitter account ever created

glitterobservatory:

theilllestvillain:

waveofemotions:

I NEVER WANT THIS POST TO END

SAME

the second pic of the elephant and dog though. holy crap that’s graceful

“I want the torturous pleasure of your touch, not the torturous misery of your absence.”

– C. G. (via imforeverjustyours)

It’s not you
It’s the puddle of blood in my sink
where my sister would slice her wrists to the bone

It’s not you
It’s the four am drives to the fucking hospital to save my brother from
hanging himself in that god forbidden house

It’s not you
It’s the countless times I came home
to a drunk mother with sad eyes
and a frown

It’s not you
It’s the fact that I never had a dad to count on, not even for the littlest things like teaching me to wear a tie

It’s not you
It’s the way my school has drowned me with nothing but cruel words
and leading me to think I’m nothing special

It’s not you,

It’s me.

Because I am trying to love you,
but tell me,


how is that possible when I can’t even love myself?

– (via parkebarrow)

My first poem

Look in the mirror do you like what you see?
You turned into the person I never thought you’d be and when I lost you, I lost a part of me.

The mirror is broken
Guess you finally got to see what I see
I’m talking to you
while you drown in a Black Sea
I’m screaming at you but I don’t think you can hear me.
-Savannah Miles

“When I fell in love with you,
I was missing a piece of me;
And I foolishly believed I
needed you to be complete.
So I jumped into the lava
and let the heat of us consume me,
made too many rash decisions and
didn’t know what I was doing;
But the drink was strong and your arms
were solid to my grip,
so I ran my fingers through your hair
and kissed your cigarette lips;
I fell in love with how your eyes
were so full of
light,
I fell apart
when I found out how
you spend your Friday nights.
You told me that you
spend them
working on some
quiet little project;
didn’t mention it was blonde
and foreign,
I guess that you forgot that.
And when you realized that I knew and
felt no trace of remorse,
I packed to leave and you didn’t object
when I
walked
out the door.
So now I’m missing parts of me that
I had before I met you;
You took away so much of me, and
it kills me that I let you.”

Kayla Kathawa (via ninakathawa)


erase his memory, replace him - #47 - K.N.K.

erase his memory, replace him - #47 - K.N.K.

“I’m sorry I can’t love you like you want me to.
You want me to be all teeth, all mouth, all cartographer’s hands mapping out the landscape of your body.
But I am all shaking fingers and I’ve bitten my lips until they bleed trying to figure out how to tell you this.
I know you are mountain ranges, you are salt lakes and cherry orchards.
I know you are raging rivers and canyons and seashore.
I know you are beautiful.
I know I love you more than the whole goddamn world.
But I can’t help but thinking that you are a foreign country,
that you are singing lullabies in a language I don’t speak.
I tried to understand you, baby.
You’re an ever-changing world,
an unfamiliar melody.
I’d like to stay.
I’d like to learn,
but I don’t know how,
and it scares me.”

– This isn’t the kind of love you deserve. (via poppyflowerpoetry)