I refuse to go numb




Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you?


If people could see me the way I see myself - if they could live in my memories - would anyone, anyone, love me?

Is it bad that one of the first thoughts I had when Finn and Rachel were breaking up was:

“Oh my god now she can go date Jesse in New York?”


St Berry fic recs anyone?

(Source: tyrion-lannister)


(Source: neckerchiefs)



I just have to admit that it’s all coming back to me

I just have to admit that it’s all coming back to me



the-meanreds:

PERFECT.

(Source: -bawsten)