- I'm Destiny.
-20
-California raised.
-I reside in Ohio.
-Lesbian
-Military
-Air force
-Realist
Without struggle there is no progress.



 

She is not “my girl.”

She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.

How much more blessed can I be?

Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist (via barbieandken)

(Source: avraham-chai)

She was too quiet, or she was too loud. She took things too seriously, or not seriously at all. She was too sensitive, or too cold-hearted. She hated with every fiber of her being, or loved with every piece of her heart. There was no in-between for her. It was either all or nothing. She wanted everything but settled for nothing.

(via ninjutsugrl)

stuck-in-the-frondzone:

enures:

If I punch myself and it hurts, am I too weak or too strong?

Holy fuck this messed me up

She was laughing even as we kissed and kissed again. There is no better taste than someone else’s laughter in your mouth.

(via the-psycho-cutie)

(Source: parachute3s)