[yvng-st]

[theorydictatespractice-deactiva]

So last night my girl and I were laying down on her bed and just talking and she said something I hope everyone gets to hear one day like that shit straight up made my heart come out of my chest, in all seriousness she turns to me and goes, “whenever we go out together, I watch people look at you, I watch how their faces change the minute they see you, and I don’t even feel jealous or angry that they’re giving you attention, instead I’m internally yelling ‘yes, keep fucking look at her, isn’t she the most beautiful thing’ and I get so excited because I’m the one who gets to be with you” and I thought about it for a long time in silence and I couldn’t even say anything back because there was no possessiveness in her tone whatsoever, and that is so fucking rare

[cuteglow]

[heavenhillgirl]

[extrasad]

“He used to write poems about me,” my mother says, she’s pouring her first glass of wine and her hands are shaking but she doesn’t feel it she doesn’t feel much of anything she’s on her third glass now she says “he was so in love with me” cut to glass number five and I swear to god she’s crying liquor now she says “I can’t believe he’s gone” and then she says “goodnight” and gets in bed next to him

I hope we don’t fall out of love the way your parents did (via extrasad)

[pinktapes]

[palacestore-deactivated20200707]

[melisica]

[llxty2-deactivated20250816]

[astroho]

me? a jealous hoe? absolutely.

[extrasad]

He says that he’ll never get sick of me but he’s always got a cold, his mother says it’s his weak bones and the way he’s never home. I say “please don’t leave” and he says that he wouldn’t dream of it but half the time, he doesn’t sleep. He says that he’ll never get sick of me but he coughs when we kiss.

(via extrasad)

[berlinartparasites-blog]

She was the prettiest hell I have ever been in. I didn’t mind burning at all. —Matt Baker #LateNightThoughts artwork by Jee Young Lee

[thatonewiththebluehair]

[winemomaf]

[extrasad]

I’m planning the funeral before either of us even curl up under the dirt in your backyard and let grass grow from the cracks in our lips and you’re in my bedroom and you love me and I’m marking down the days on my calendar till you don’t I should be so happy but I’ve been bleeding in advance I’ve always been one to plan ahead so I’ve got our heartbreak playing out in my head and I can feel it in my stomach like it’s already happened ten times over

To be attached (via extrasad)

[8-bitfiction]

[extrasad]

“He used to write poems about me,” my mother says, she’s pouring her first glass of wine and her hands are shaking but she doesn’t feel it she doesn’t feel much of anything she’s on her third glass now she says “he was so in love with me” cut to glass number five and I swear to god she’s crying liquor now she says “I can’t believe he’s gone” and then she says “goodnight” and gets in bed next to him

I hope we don’t fall out of love the way your parents did (via terrifieds)