[daphne-ceeee]

Damn. It’s been a while, tumblr.

[blossomfully]

Call me at 4am. Wake me up. I don’t care, I just want to hear your voice. Tell me about the bad dream you had, tell me why you can’t fall asleep. Tell me why you prefer to talk at night, or why the words only come spilling from your mouth when you think no one is listening. I am here. I will listen to you when your shoulders feel heavy; I will hear your words when you feel so crushingly small. I will sit with you in silence when you are slumped against your pillow. I know your sadness is not beautiful, I know it is overwhelming and destructive and ugly. I know you feel powerless and redundant. So call me at 4am. I prefer you over sleep any day. Don’t sit there on your own. Talk to me. I love you and I care.

S. Zhao (via blossomfully)

[unknown-one]

When you have a person that is willing to give you their all, don’t take them for granted and give them your all back. When you finally have someone who cares about you a lot, someone who is loyal, someone who will do anything and everything for you, take a step back and realize what you have. Because once they start to realize, you do not deserve any of that because you do not give it your 120%, they will start to give you less attention, less everything. So cherish what you have, it can be gone in a blink of a second.

[ohthestarsinhereyes]

I want to be someone’s favorite person. I want someone to wake up thinking about me. I want someone to be excited to text me to say good morning. I want someone to melt when they see me. I want someone to wrap me in their arms and never want to let go. I want someone to kiss me softly and look at me like I’m their entire world. I just want to mean something to someone and I want someone to mean something to me.

[blossomfully]

Wasn’t it nice?“ she said into the silence. “To feel wanted, even if it was only for a little while?“ "And if it wasn’t real?” came the voice critically, scrutinising her. She squeezed her eyes shut and thought for a moment. “It was nice,” she repeated, “even if it wasn’t real.”

Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)

[stability]

[deepfeelsx]

I fell in love with the way you touched me without using your hands

(via kellytea)

[beephomets]

dont be rude to people who choose to finish school before they get a job

dont be rude to people who choose to quit school in order to get a job

not everyone is capable to handle both at the same time

dont give me your shitty life story of “well i work 100000 hours and i STILL manage to find time for my homework. if i can do it u can do it too” like literally shut the fuck up no one cares and no not everyone can.

[brifran-deactivated20180523]

I’m worth so much more than the ways I’ve been treated

[rtpoetry]

[silk101]

i’m literally in the middle of wanting to die and wanting to turn my life around for the better and it’s the worse place to be

[mostpeachy]

I am tired and I want to hold hands

[lesbiari18-deactivated20170206]

I am tired and I want to cuddle

[chanel-nips-deactivated20200616]

I am tired and I want my back rubbed

[desp0nd3ncy-deactivated20260206]

I am tired and I want my hair played with

[makkaveli13]

I’m tired and I want a million dollars

[kiingnirvana]

I’m just tired, where tf is my bed?

[sh6t]

im tired of being ugly this shit not funny anymore

[thelovejournals]

I wish I had done things differently. We were in love once, and we let it get away.

John Grisham, The Street Lawyer (via thelovejournals)

[refiningfire]

[kevingetem]

be my homie & my baby.

[theliteraryjournals]

I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.

Lauren Oliver, Delirium (via wordsnquotes)