Im Rachel, a lover of Logic and G-Eazy. Also 18 and Canadian😇

When Its Dark Out

somekiiindofdrug:

Eazy Season

hall–o–ween:

permeate:

“We’re all trying to forget someone.”

— (via bl-ossomed)

sickfake:

me: hoe don’t do it
me: *lets all of my happiness depend completely on someone i know i’ll eventually lose*
me: oh my god

im-prada–u-nada:

the woman you’re becoming will cost you people, relationships, spaces, and material things. choose her over everything.

WHOA look at the moon

The other day,
you walked by me with your friends
and I could feel the pity in your stare.
Don’t you do that.
Don’t you look at what I had for you and call it weak.
Not when you were the one afraid of it.

I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they have forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.