You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst’, but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.
- Stephen King, “Joyland” (via revoult)
Emotions are supposed to be raw, ugly, brutal…you don’t want someone to ‘sorta’ love you. You want that love to be a bursting flame, not a candle.
- Came up in conversation. (via vehxt)
What the fuck is so great about feeling? Because I finally let myself, and I feel like my hearts been completely ripped out.
I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up, and the smile that follows. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I don’t want to share you.
He was the one
with cold feet;
yet here I am,
enough for the
both of us.
unlike you, the ache will not leave.
- feelings 9:38 p.m. // 3.18.24 (via bedsigh)
It’s so beautiful to kiss
means a lot to you.
I want all of my lasts to be with you.