Innocence Lost

Rumi (via sadgee)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via moonnmilk)

I want a trouble-maker for a lover; blood spiller, blood drinker, a heart of flame. Who quarrels with the sky and fights with fate. Who burns like fire on the rushing sea.
Me when I meet new people:So do you smoke weed

wubangs:

if she doesn’t text you when shes drunk then you aint da one

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