diagnosticate: i hate the fact that i am always the person who likes others more, like if someone just leaves me, it really fucking destroys me, and i dont really know what to do. i feel confused about everything for weeks, years even, and i dont really know what i have done to make everyone leave me. i dont understand how other people can just be totally okay. its like no matter what, i am...
Intimacy. Touch me in the right parts. Hold my waist. Stroke my neck. Kiss my forehead. Hold my hand. Maturity. Patience is amazing. A prize will come to you when the time is right. Its called falling in love. Waiting is hard. But worth it. Honesty. I don’t care what you’ve done. I care about what you will do in the future. Be honest with me, I’ll be honest with you. Care. Because not many...
50 shades of done with this semester
me after eating one healthy meal: i wonder how much weight I've lost
carry-on-my-wayward-butt: charlesdutton: my mom’s boyfriend is this 6’2 super buff macho dude with many facial piercings who enjoys death metal and i just came downstairs and found him crying because they had to put down a dog on animal cops i like him keep him
thebuttfairy: i want to see a reality show where they bring in a celebrity and that celebrity has to go through their tag on tumblr.
shutupaubrey: if you can’t make fun of yourself you will get nowhere in life
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frankyfitz: starfishandcoffeee: The most frightening aspect of getting closer to a person is the point where you start to give pieces of yourself away. You start to tell this person your favorite bands, movies, songs, books, etc. They know what your room looks like— whether or not you make the bed, the posters pinned on the wall, the collection of trinkets lying on a dresser. It’s like, you...