Go It Alone - Nothing Gold
The past can be a poison kiss when the mind is free to reminisce.
They say “time’s tide will smother you” so hold your breath. We can’t go back to where we lost ourselves, to where our memories are trapped like insects in amber, prisoners of the past. I miss those times. I wish that I could relive those days, but like sand through our fingers they just slip away.

(Source: blessedwithafuckingcurse, via tickle-me-lesbian)

Not as colorful as my other ones but I’m trying to make them different. Number 39 #365flowersbyalexstrangler (Taken with instagram)
(via eviedeville)
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