moved-ughjohnwatson:

do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general

rosepotion:

i found heaven in the way you say my name

turing-tested:

i really am, from the bottom of my heart, an actual fucking idiot

she’s my #1 bitch

snarthurt:

ill be sappy whenever i want. i dont give a shit. i love you. fuck off

imsoofuckingsad:

it hurts but whatever

thetattedstoner:

It takes time and patience to know me

larabarakara:

I was studying in my room, turned around to grab something and saw this.

So, basically, this is not my cat. 

But she’s all like chillin’ in my bed like she pays rent or smth.

 How the fuck did she even got into the freaking house. 

celestialmoonchild:

Intimacy is beyond kisses and cuddles and sex. Intimacy is getting a headache and taking a nap, and waking up to your laundry folded and your partner rubbing your back. Intimacy is crying and yelling at night about your past to someone who listens and comforts you. Intimacy is watching shows in your pjs for hours and eating pizza together and being able to communicate love through holding hands. It’s never running out of conversation but doing it anyways to enjoy silence.