I don’t wanna cry anymore.


I asked you, ‘Tell me about her.’ And you looked me in the eyes and replied, ‘Well, what do you want to know?’ and that’s the exact moment I knew you didn’t love her, not really. See, if you did you would’ve gone on about how her voice is now your favorite sound. That when she is next to another women their beauty doesn’t even compare to hers. How even when she steals the blankets at 3am you’re just glad she’s warm. That when she touches you, even slightly, it causes the hairs on the back of your neck to stand. How when you kiss you don’t know whose air you’re breathing but you know that all you want is to be there in that moment forever. That you can see yourself having three children and a dog in a beautiful house someday soon. How her eyes are pure and truthful and when you look into them all you feel is happiness. That her laugh is what you live for even though it’s loud and obnoxious. How looking at her makes all the bad seem okay. You would’ve gone on a rant about her without hesitation, like the way I do when someone asks me why I still love you.
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No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though.
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough
Clementine Von Radics (via unabashinglyme)

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Please just tell me if you don’t want to be with me..


It’s amazing how words can do that, just shred your insides apart.
Lauren Oliver, Delirium #1 (via dolenti)

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s-u-b-d-i-v-i-s-i-o-n-s:

I’m gonna spend the rest of my life in bed.


breakinq:

following back tons

breakinq:

following back tons


I’m really heartbroken, but I don’t want to tell you.

All I want is your attention..


My throat hurts from crying so much..



imightbemajin:

I need someone to cuddle and listen to metal with

we don’t even have to wear clothes

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