crooked teeth.

Kendelle. 22. Michigan.

busy collecting the world in small handfuls.
Last night was a good night.

Last night was a good night.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Title Fight

—27

constantly-in-between:


Title Fight-27

 

My father said, don’t be so scared
Driving home all alone
You’re in a hospital bed
I close my eyes
Ignore the sun
Try to wake up from the dream
It’s not working this time

I said your name 27 times
Would that bring you back to life
I said your name 27 times
Would that bring you back to life

Do you remember your lucky number
Your superstition has me buried six feet under

(via brookexcampbell)

matt-douchene:

do u ever do something mildly impolite like not give a nice goodbye or not hold a door and spend the rest of the day thinking about it

(via c-obras)