It feels like I’m losing you.
It feels like I’m losing my mind.
— I Guess That’s the Same Thing (#640: August 31, 2014)


Pour acid into the water, and not water into the acid, as to prevent possible unwanted reactions. I’m the water, you’re the acid, and despite knowing the said statement, I’m pouring all the water in me to the smallest portions of acid in you, anyway.

Be very, very careful what you put into that head, because you’ll never, ever get it out.
— Thomas Cardinal Wolsey (via rantwriteread)
you fall asleep with his fingertips burning through your skin and you can still feel his teeth pressed against yours long after he’s dropped you off at home and his voice lights up in your head and pushes away everything that could possibly be bad. He’s everything now. And god everything tastes so good. But six months later you come home shaking, followed by a trail of blood and teardrops, and your happiness is leaking out of you into a puddle on the floor and you’re down on your knees trying to shove it all back into your chest while you scream “OH GOD MOM HE KISSED HER OH GOD”
— my sixth grade english teacher told me not to make anyone my world and I thought she was crazy till last night (via rantwriteread)

oh my god you don’t understand how much i want to kiss you

or watch movies with you

or fall asleep with you

or drink coffee with you

or cuddle with you

or hold your hand

or go to amusement parks with you

or watch concerts with you 

or bake with you

i want to do everything with you and it kills me to know that i cant


I don’t want to write about us.
I am selfish.
I don’t want them to know.

 “You’re hopeless.”
“You’re hopeless.”
"Please get off!”


i’ll end up leaving before you
do, i think—
you’ve left your fingerprints upon
every blank space
in my universe
in a way,
i’ve become the one
that’s easier to erase.

‎later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered
where does it hurt?

it answered
— Warsan Shire (via taradelgay)



I just need this in my blog.