The moon was a huntsman, who chased the stars. | Chrissi - 17 - bodymod - reborn straight edge - lovable jerk| making a mess around here | x


This is my thinking pose.
no-one taught me to love myself
— six word story #41 (is that seven words? oh well)

(Quelle: sad-butsassy, via sinspitterxvx)

❝City lights, urban sprawl in a place no one should know. Shown no grace, shown no love. These mean streets are meant for none. / Take them back to the start, let the purest of heart know their worth is still spoken.❞
- well tumblr is not instagram, but I still upload dumb selfies