Nothing to hold on to Nothing to touch Nothing to write about. Just a diamond found. Its been rough.

What's left but a jinxer. Pointed out; her equivalent. Behind the raw sawed marrow. Boned brittle maker. A match. A hand dealt in jacks. Odds stacked up. They pave the wall. The red string lines are what binds Aces to the drawl. Closely called, shuffled doubts in play. Closely aligned, spadey aces; he decided to lay.

ngl I’m sort of excited to feel what morphine does. 

Tried killing them off with string lights and a splash but they ran too fast.

your hand touching mine. this is how galaxies collide.

Sanober Khan (via thelovejournals)

“what the fuck” is an emotion now and its the only one i have

He gonna ask me to chill or naw

Work hard for the things you want in life, shortcuts don’t always make you a winner.

Unknown (via deeplifequotes)