[isntitlovelybeinginlove]

I’ve been really craving dominance so much more than I usually do. Like I just want someone to possessively hold my waist while we wait in line at a grocery store, push me against the wall and kiss me senseless in our kitchen, firmly hold my chin while you’re talking just to let me know I need to give you all my attention, tie my hands up and touch me until I’m literally crying for all of you. Just do anything to make me feel taken care of and owned pls:(

[honigimohr]

“We all need to meet that someone who makes us feel like our insecurities don’t exist.”

— a.h. (via triatic)

[desnos]

[markv5]

Смотрящий

[schwierigephase]

“Niemand hat Verständnis für mein Verhalten, niemand kann verstehen wie es mir dabei geht.”

— verbautezukunft (via verbautezukunft)

[cyberrshawtyy]

[officialnaomicampbell]

[hismami]

[mareamo]

[dankmemesreasonforliving]

[abdullahahz]

[discolor3d]

[honigimohr]

“And I knew it. That’s the worst part: I knew it.”

— (via adorablegarbage-xy)

[3la-almashy]

[relatable-writings]

“Losing you wasn’t just painful, it was fucking damaging also. It wasn’t me sitting down on a couch surrounded by my friends as we watched movies and ate food to try and forget you. It was me staying up at four in the morning because the thought of you was so fucking strong I couldn’t even close my eyes without seeing your face. It was me swallowing thickly and blinking back tears every time I was in public, the hole in my chest causing my breaths to come out shaky rather than normal. It was me laughing at things for no reason as my stomach turned because the urge of falling apart was getting stronger. It was me crying at random hours during the day and me not wanting to get up out of bed. It wasn’t just me staring blankly at your number, deciding whether or not if I should call you. It was me throwing my phone at the wall and breaking it, because I was drunk again and the thought of you ever changing your information terrified me. It was me deleting our conversations and regretting it because now I couldn’t know where we had went wrong. It fucking hurt, losing you had hurt and I wasn’t ever able to forget that kind of pain.”

— A.Y.

[1617]

[stay-strong-boy]

Meine mentale Verfassung ist besäufniserregend