Ever feel like you need to make out with someone?
Deeply, passionately, aggressively.
Until you’re warm from the inside out, you’re face is flushed, your lips are swollen and sore from all the contact and biting. Fingers knotted up in the other ones hair, heart racing. You know, that kind of thing?

I cant even express how perfect last night was.

We layed there entangled for hours just rubbing each others back and running our fingers through each others hair. And you kissed my forehead three times. How fucking adorable is that. Ugh.

I know the curves and bumps of your back like the back of my hand.

I’m laying in Jesse’s bed and smoking down by myself because he went back to the party we just came from. He can’t even be mad at me cause he smokes without me all the time. I just hate being alone.


i want a bf with a select vocabulary which includes phrases like:

  • yes babe
  • you’re cute
  • of course i will bring you snacks
  • my dick is 3 feet long
  • you’re always right babe i’m sorry


have you ever had a weird sort of crush on one of your friends where you cant actually tell if its a crush or not??? do i want to kiss you?? do i just really enjoy being your friend????? who knows? not me


What if you wake up one morning and you’re in bed with the love of your life and they have their arm around you and their snoring like a fucking ass hole, but you can’t help but to smile and you hear a baby crying and it finally hits you, you’ve made it.
you beat the demons inside you, the voices, the darkness.
I look forward to that, to knowing I made it.

Something else is hurting you – that’s why you need drugs or whiskey, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can’t think.
Charles Bukowski (via blackistheonlycolor)
Sometimes when were laying in bed cracking jokes or watching a movie and Im scratching your back or running my fingers through your hair

I wish we were more.
And other times im content with the way we are. Sometimes I just need someone to make me feel less alone and right now youre that person. All I need is to feel cared about. So thanks for that. Youre a pretty badass friend.


Think of how sad and confused your pet would be if you died.

Everyone else would understand the suicide, the accident, whatever it may be, but your pet will still wait for you to come back.

That’s so sad.