You can call me what you'd like. I love a huge variety of things. My boyfriend is my best friend. I think in depth about every single little thing. I think Star Wars is the shit.
Ferris Bueller IS my hero.


i-dont-mean-rhinestones:

Happy Birthday, Norma Jeane. June 1, 1926.

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun. Shine on you crazy diamond. Now there’s a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky. Shine on you crazy diamond. You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom, blown on the steel breeze. Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine! You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon. Shine on you crazy diamond. Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light. Shine on you crazy diamond. Well you wore out your welcome with random precision, rode on the steel breeze. Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

(Source: runaastra, via satansbuttcrack)


mother: get off the computer
me: *makes chewbacca noise*


1000drawings:

by Mike Joos

feelthe80s:

One Crazy Summer (1986)



satansbuttcrack:

The way the sun danced across your mouth through the window made me never want to look away.

The scent of you made everything that it lingered on feel like home to me.

Our feet tangled up in the sheets was a feeling like no other.

Your hand as it would graze against my face when you…


faineemae:

do you ever just cry because you’re you

(via in0my0u)



lovemick3y:

(via imgTumble)



ST