ON FACEBOOK THIS GIRL POSTED ‘LMS IF YOU THINK IM HOT’ AND NO ONE LIKED IT AND THIS GUY COMMENTED A LINK TO A YOUTUBE VIDEO OF CRICKET SOUND EFFECTS I CANT RBEATHE
I know we’re fucked up, alright? I’m impulsive and hot tempered, and you get under my skin like no one else. You act like you hate me in one minute, and then you need me the next. I never get anything right, and I don’t deserve you… but I fucking love you, Abby. I love you more than I’ve loved anyone or anything, ever. When you’re around, I don’t need booze, or money, or the fighting, or the one-night stands… all I need is you. You’re all I think about. You’re all I dream about. You’re all I want.
ON FACEBOOK THIS GIRL POSTED ‘LMS IF YOU THINK IM HOT’ AND NO ONE LIKED IT AND THIS GUY COMMENTED A LINK TO A YOUTUBE VIDEO OF CRICKET SOUND EFFECTS I CANT RBEATHE
why is my bedroom always so hot
maybe because it holds a portal to hell because satan himself thinks you’re a cutie and is reaching from the depths of hell to touch that booty
i love the science side of tumblr
You are my good morning pancakes and hot chocolate
And the good music in my car on my way home
And every little good thing in between
What We Think Love Will Feel Like:
Adjacent snow angels dancing across meadows and sunsets filled with the brightest of pinks. Confetti and stardust raining down from the sky and hot chocolate with too many marshmallows floating to the top. Boardwalk dates and saltwater taffy wrapped neatly in waxed paper.
What Love Actually Feels Like:
Holding hands with sweaty palms and butterflies tying knots in your stomach. Drunken courage leading to sober confessions and laughing so hard you snort. Stolen sweatshirts that you wear to bed, his minty scent lacing your sheets like a poorly kept secret. Sloppy kisses and blushing cheeks, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.
I’ve been in love with someone that didn’t love me back, and I’ve been loved by someone that I didn’t love back. And I don’t know which is worse: to be broken or to break another soul.