abandonedmarionette:

Find Me - Boyce Avenue

Find me, here in your arms
Now I’m wondering where you’ve always been
Blindly, I came to you
Knowing you’d breathe new life from within
Can’t get enough of you..

saigestardust:

words cannot describe my love for this song.

soupsoup:

Etta James : At Last

mydanidelight:

this movie is so fucking, omg.
perfection 

nothing about this life is eventful, interesting or exciting.

to be honest it is much easier to experience heartache than actual real happieness.

the only happiness i have is handed over to one of the most corrupt human beings God created, and the sad thing is my happiness loves the corruption.

i can not and will not bring another life into this world with the way it is, that alone would be abuse..

there is nothing real and pure, and when i have come across such emotion i feel as if my body has barricaded itself into complete and utter motionless movement and i am unable to react.

why is it that i react so to raw loss and sadness, but not to joy and love?

i have come to accept that once one has experienced the unimaginable before joy and love that an unbreakable wall will forever stand still. i will never fully feel true life, love and joy because i refuse to allow myself to get that far..