I'm Amber, I'm eighteen, and I'm a mommy.
I care too much and I care too little.
It's fair to say I'm losing this battle with the human race.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Why are you nosey?
Take me, take me back to your bed. I love you so much that it hurts my head. I don’t mind you under my skin, I’ll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in. You’re my favorite bird and when you sing, I really do wish that you’d wear my ring. No matter what they say, I am still the king. Now the storm is coming, the storm is coming in.
(Source: halcyon-haze)
(Source: whosthatgirl-itsjess)
(Source: kateegloba)
I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them that no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and you saw them crying in their bed at night or singing to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street and even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think after seeing them at their most vulnerable you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them.
(Source: littleaxel)
Calm nerves, intoxicated lungs, clear mind. The sun tucks under the blanket of weeds we call a horizon, the night wakes. The body sleeps, the wind blows, reality dies; the brain paints vivid films and dreams. Utopia, euphoria, perfection. The comfort in escapism soothes each strand above each pore along my skin, my thoughts drift, my heart beats and life goes on. (by myngo)
(Source: itt-goes-on)
Anna Paland
(Source: chernova)
I’m extra happy.
(Source: little-blackbook)
(Source: darkandchaos)
I’ll make myself look like a fool to get you back, if I have to.
