Destiné à faire éternellement

Destiné à faire éternellement is my diary, dedicated to the lovers, the ones waiting to be loved and the hopless romantics everywhere.


Becoming a cold hearted bitch wasn’t really what I planned to do with my life but here I am

(via athousandmiles6)

(Source: moan-s, via insexs)



selena gomez watching justin bieber’s career


I love watching this post come back every time he fucks up

(via departured)


pumpkin spice candles soon

pumpkin lattes soon

pumpkin everything


Omg omg yes

(via 87daysbefore)

Why can’t I be the type that’s perfectly okay with not being 100% certain all the time? The uncertainly of being financially stable in my life terrifies me, I constantly have to be certain that he loves me, I always have to be certain of the people in my life still wanting to be a part of my life. But yet I’m not certain about myself at all?

Not knowing what the hell I want to do with my life is awful. I have things I want to do, careers I’m interested in, but it’s like as soon as I learn of what’s required to get there there’s that voice in my head saying “you’re not smart enough for that” or “you’ll just give up or screw it up like you always do, why bother” and then I’m left with the sinking thought of being stuck in this town accomplishing nothing forever…

(Source: danielle-anne92, via moan-s)

(Source: detector, via discolor3d)

Lately I feel so drained. I have no motivation to work, or be productive in any manor. I just want to spend my summer by the lake with you because
you’re the only one who makes me
Feel as though I can accomplish something & that I’m not a failure.


I did a thing


I did a thing

(via this--too--shall--pass)