im gonna claw myself apart. we watch netflix together and i keep a respectful and responsible distance; you lean against me to pause the screen. ask if i want cookies. i can’t stop staring at your lips. what? i say. i knew what you’d asked me even as you ask again, i just don’t want the moment to end.
we’re just friends. we’re just friends.
“Just because the pain stayed when he didn’t doesn’t mean you should invite it into your home. It is a stowaway in your body, a thief that does nothing but take. It doesn’t know how to do anything else. Pain is an expert at burrowing away until winter and when your heart has shriveled up to a barren wasteland, it comes out. It comes to light and convinces you that it will fill the very hole that it created. So you give more and more of yourself to this feeling, to this antidote never realizing that this hole is greedy. This hole is black and does not have a bottom. Love, I know you only know how to give but the pain only knows how to take and I need to know that when the pain whispers sweet nothings, you will know it for what it is. A parasite and a compulsive liar and the bitter aftertaste that lingers even when everything else fades away.”
— L.A.L. || On the Lie that is Pain (via writing-in-the-wings)
anonymously tell me the time and what’s on ur mind
Lately I just been in a fuck everybody mood
Does anyone else love bad weather? Like the kind that’s loud and dark and draws attention to its self like pounding rain drops and thunder and lightning that seems just so close. And you can sit near a window and it’s dark outside and maybe you’ve got a candle lit or a lamp and it’s so warm inside and you’re wearing you’re favourite sweater and watching a good show or reading a good book and it’s beautiful outside the rain and the clouds and the sound of it all and you’re just so content and cosy and happy
my heart feels safe with you. it’s like it’s known you since the universe began.
i need to lay in bed in someones arms for ten hours at least
Fuck whoever fucked me up so bad that I convinced myself I’m not even worth anyone’s time
this is a daily thing for me it sucks
the only thing worse than making eye contact with someone on public transport is accidentally making eye contact with the same person you just made eye contact with on the public transport again