if a boy ever hid behind the flowers he was trying to give me i would probably just squeeze his face and kiss him because hes so cute
wow this is actually all i want in life
Those moments. Those entire nights. You have her all to yourself. She just lies there watching the movie infront of you. Her arms tucked up infront of her. Her hands nestled beneath her head. You watch how her body moves as she breaths. Your eyes roaming all over her skin. Then you touch her, just resting you upon her hip softly. She jumps a little, turns and smiles at you then returns to the film. You feel warm, a blissful feeling as your fingers trip their way over her skin. She purrs and scrunches her shoulders in quiet contentment sensing the movements without watching. Shuffling backward against you, safe, happy, yours!
My mouth is full of clichés,
and I am suffocating on these
repetitive lines that are full of
love, and a kind of hope
that keeps you up at night;
wishing that tomorrow
will be better than today.
- my final thought before making most decisions: fuck it
School tomorrow [simon cowell voice] it’s a no from me