She’s fucking stunning. She’s mine.
She was wearing those when I first met her. Didn’t take too long for my right hand to slip through the perfect gap on the side. That feel. Is still here.
"he kissed her cheek and then she knew, you could get homesick for people too."
- anonymous (via pastychanel)
"and it’s funny because
all these poems say that we’re all
made of stardust, and you and i
are both a collection of blood
and bones that were meant to
break but i can’t wrap my head
around the thought that i could
ever be so similar to you, in all
of my simplicity, a mess of split
ends and heartbroken confusion
and under eye circles, and you
with your confidence and plans
about the future and smile, that
smile, i swear you could end wars
with that smile."
- i should probably go to bed now, (via lonely-hearts-clique)
how did this get notes btw