(ill)fated imagination

My name is Grace. Born and raised on the West Coast (Vancouver Island, BC). Im 19 and still trying to figure out what real life is really like.

Intimacy is not who you let touch your genitalia. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.

—(via lildeviant)

(Source: queerkaitlin, via tyleroakley)

penguinlass:

awwww-cute:

He jumped in and meowed until i closed the door, maybe he thinks he is going in to space

Ground control to major Tom

penguinlass:

awwww-cute:

He jumped in and meowed until i closed the door, maybe he thinks he is going in to space

Ground control to major Tom

(via paralacking)

ekisaleks:

megshroom:

Pls

I could probs live off rice based meals for the rest of my life rice is life

ekisaleks:

megshroom:

Pls

I could probs live off rice based meals for the rest of my life rice is life

telegantmess:

kisu-no-hi:

"Am I too sensitive or do I have the right to actually to be upset?" A musical.

"oh my god, i talked about my feelings and now everyone is afraid of me" The Movie Adaptation

(via moon-tattoo)

You were red. You liked me cause I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you.

—i read this 12 times  (via bodv)

(Source: se7enteenblack, via moon-tattoo)