hi there, i'm cera and i love food. i'm still learning how to love life.



i’m bored
i wanna message this girl i met at a writing conference to ask which rockstar she’s dating
i remember her saying something about brian fallon but that can’t be right
my poetry professor told me to grow up because the poem i sent him
had too many references to high…


pluto is a planet again it’s like the time sir arthur conan doyle killed off sherlock holmes and the fans terrorized him into bringing him back


I just want to lie in bed and not participate in life

(Source: astound)


What they say: “I was just joking.”

What they mean: “I was completely serious, but I hate being called out, so I’d rather pretend that you’re just too sensitive.”


mom: so hun i was in your room


and i accidentally started going through your stuff


and i found your phone


it was unlocked so i went through your messages too, who’s alex? is that your boyfriend? you can totally talk to me about crushes and boys!!!


"Sleeping is a cure to forget about pain, problems, stress and everything for a while." — (via psych2go)

(Source: psych-facts)


My favorite genre is “starts out normal but then turns into really disturbing psychological horror”

A thing happened on campus 



So my name is Joey White and I’m a very pasty pale British white guy at uni overseas. So I was introducing myself and this guy from Nigeria goes “Hi, I’m Joseph” so I said, “I’m a Joseph too! Joseph White.” Then he looked me in the eye and said in a dead serious tone “I’m Joseph Brown” and we nearly died.

oh dear god


your selfies


your tagged photos



i have 3 moods:

  • skips every song on my ipod
  • lets the music play without interruption
  • plays the same song on repeat for days


The love I give you isn’t gentle. I’ll wrap my hands around your throat, lean in and breathe bullets into your mouth, watching you spit out the shells. Every touch from me has left a bruise on your skin, a reminder. Maybe you’ll think of me when you see them and return all those broken prayers I left on your voicemail. The only part of me I let you taste is whiskey and ash. The bitter, the burnt. When you reach inside me your fingernails scratch at an empty shell, grasping for the dregs of what little humanity is left. I kiss you until you forget what you were searching for." — Too Far Gone|i.s. (via casbloom)

(Source: casamhain)


yes hello 911 i’m being forced into adulthood and i don’t like it send help

I am haunted by all the editions of books that are prettier than the ones I already own.

(Source: booksfrommyshelf)

"You wouldn’t worry so much about what others think of you if you realized how seldom they do." — Eleanor Roosevelt (via feellng)


FACT halloween was created in order to train kids for the SKELETON WAR