Slay them with your beauty.
I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.
how DARE u get tattoos and piercings and make decisions about what to do to YOUR own body just who the heck do u think u are
“I should have fucking kissed you when I still could”
10 word story. 6 months after our break up (via nakedly)
“What doesn’t kill you
ruins your lungs
dries out all your tears
leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning
wishing you weren’t alive.”
C.C (via psych-facts)
math class is the class where your inner artist comes out more than in your actual art class
when I commit to a person, I FUCKING COMMIT. if their depression, anxiety or life comes knocking, you bet your ass i’m at the door with a double sided axe waiting for a good fight.
you cant expect people, to always be happy, even if they are in love. because life doesn’t stop for anyone. But you can be there for the good fight.
my god why can’t everyone be like this