stupidhed:

So one last touch and then you’ll go
And we’ll pretend that it meant something so much more
But it was vile, and it was cheap
And you are beautiful but you don’t mean a thing to me

toxicremedy:

Balance and Composure (by Tom Agostino)

This is my first time writing about you since we’ve been together. I think that I’ve been too incredibly happy to even put it into words. The past month has been one of the happiest months of my life. I am so grateful to have known you for almost two years and I’m even more grateful that we somehow ended up together once again. Although this time things are much more serious and a lot better than the first time we dated, I’m still so glad to be with someone who completely understands who I am and has watched me grow from who I was when I was only 16. It’s really comforting to hear my mother say that she feels completely comfortable around you and enjoys your presence. Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays may always be difficult knowing that you’re 50 minutes away and I can’t hang out with you whenever I’d like but spending my weekends with you every week makes the weekdays easy to get through. I am so immensely infatuated with you and it is the best feeling I could ever want to feel for someone. Every time I fall asleep next to you I find myself waking up in the middle of the night feeling so incredibly lucky to be able to feel you next to me. Your presence is all I ever look forward to feeling. I look forward to each and every day of my life simply because I know you’ll be in it with me. My feelings are so natural and have such depth. The amount of comfort I feel with you and how I can always be honest with you about anything is something I cherish so much. I cherish you so much.

Journal entry, October 19th 2014.
untrustyou:

Jordan Tiberio
bl-ossomed:

oh my god

American Psycho (2000)Mary Harron
I love you

museumouth:

I’ve never been happier with someone and it is the scariest thing on earth.

two-armed-man:

Flirting w bae

I hate him

spooky-trashbag:

Youngest Daughter // Daylight [Superheaven]

Breathe until your lungs fail. 
You can sing till you go deaf. 
Everyday that you don’t call her, 
I can feel it. You’re coming down. 

It doesn’t work that way
Wanting not to want you won’t make it so
It doesn’t work that way
Don’t leave me here alone

what do you have PTSD from

@Anonymous

I don’t want to answer this