sanellydicarmens:

You may think you are too damaged and too broken to ever allow yourself to be happy but you can choose differently, Simon.

thotsxo:

stability:

true love

dankmemeuniversity:

nursejpg:

*listens to ur heart with a stethoscope* *takes ur temperature* *flashes a light in ur eyes* yep…. it’s exactly as i expected…. ur really cute….. *writes a prescription for lots of kisses*

salvatit:

                     And when we fuck

                       you don’t mind my s c a r s

           you trace them with your fingertips

                     and make me forget why they’re there

avatraang:

kheru-post-randoms:

elliestormfound:

Idiots to lovers implies that they stop being idiots when they finally get together, but that is just not true, they will always be idiots

Idiots (pining) to idiots (dating)

idiot to usdiot

thoughtkick:

“Believe me when I say I always think of you. No matter how busy I am. No matter what I’m doing. My brain is constantly thinking of you.”

— (via perfectfeelings)

ofcamerasflashing:

“Can you concentrate with my lips on your neck and my hand down your pants?”

—

a short story (via

wondrousmusings

)

key2bhappy:

“No. We’re not dating. We just know everything about each other. And check to make sure the other is okay. And smile randomly across the room at each other. And have full conversations with just facial expressions. And do everything together. And buy things for each other. And comfort each other. And genuinely believe in each other. But no. We’re not dating.”

— Saying we’re just friends

affectionsuggestion:

Tell me about the book you’re reading while I kiss your neck

inkskinned:

““why do you always do that?” he whispered, sad blue eyes in the darkness, arms almost around me. “why whenever someone compliments you do you always pretend like you don’t deserve it?” i shrugged and burrowed closer to him. i felt his heart quicken. “i’m worried about you,” he whispered, “i think you’re in a really bad place.” i kissed him before he figured out the rest of me. i think he fell in love. he put his heart in my hand and i remember staring at it for a long time. i also remember when it dropped. my hands cant hold things, you know. they shake a lot.”

— r.i.d. (inkskinned)

I wanna purge my blog and restart yet again lololol

hailesteinfeld:

It’s also really lonely.
Pitch Perfect (2012)