“I wish I could find the right way to tell her that at the end of a really stressful week I’d love nothing more than to just sit and laugh with her on her living room floor.”
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“I wish I could find the right way to tell her that at the end of a really stressful week I’d love nothing more than to just sit and laugh with her on her living room floor.”
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What I need, what I need, what I need Is to tell me that it’s yours, no no no And who you do it for, no no no Need you to be sure, no no no, no no
Hayley Kiyoko - What I Need (feat. Kehlani)
not killing myself is a personal achievement but you cant really brag about that at dinner parties
how often do you masturbate? 💕
Yikes
What's your dream girl like
more like dream person, someone who’s my best friend, that we can play with animals with, make art, write music, take cute photo booth pictures with, just fucking vibe with
send me anons ;)
My 3 moods
1. hungry as fuck 2. horny as fuck 3. tired as fuck
Taking sugar daddy appilications serious acquires only
Maybe it wasn’t the “almost” that broke my heart. It was the long nights we spent together, and how you made me feel, like i was so far in the sky no plane could bring me back down. Again, it wasn’t the almost. It was the maybe. Maybe i’m loved, maybe i won’t hurt, maybe we will be together, it was false hope that broke my heart.
skyline-hurricane, writing prompt #67: write about an almost relationship, which broke your heart (via wnq-writers)
things that need to be cheaper
tattoos
travelling
lingerie
a hitman willing to take out trump
concert tickets
I didn’t know how broken I was, until every time I laughed I wanted to cry
(via suicidalnixi)
I’m not open. I’m not coping. I’m struggling to keep in touch with those who help me and I’m hoping one day I’ll recover. Another day will pass and one of these days might be my last unless I find some other way to save myself.
Help me. // Written by J.A.Fiddy ( @jarfidd )
Fuck her hard but make sure you cuddle her after
Kiss me in public. Put your arm around me so people know I’m with you. Call me babe in front of our waiter. Pull me in because I’m just not quite close enough to you. Make me watch that one tv show that’s your guilty pleasure. Tell me your biggest fear and I’ll promise to protect you. Kiss me at red lights because if you don’t then I’ll kiss you. Show me the one song you can never listen to without crying. Don’t hide the tiny details about you. Because I’ll remember every one of them.