If I had a drink for every fuck I gave about you, I’d be intoxicated forever. I’d drink myself to death.Anonymous (via fuckinq)
I know how you look into the mirror and hate what you see(via br0ken-and-lost)
She makes me want to pin her against the wall and kiss her until it leads to hot steamy sex. Yet she makes me want to go to a bookstore and drink tea and read while we share subtle looks at each other. Then after that she makes me want to go home and cuddle until we fall asleep. When we can’t sleep at 3am I want to go in the kitchen in our underwear while I wear her big t-shirts, sit on the counter and find junk food while we talk about the universe.(via kissnecks)
You watched over her, and you made her comfortable, and you let her go when she needed you to. You did what had to be done, even though it hurt you.Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising (via creatingaquietmind)
People don’t change. Their priorities do.Anonymous (via creatingaquietmind)
I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers.
We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin.
Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come.
I think that has to be part of its miracle.
This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you.
And I will not be afraid of your scars.
I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know:
Whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap, your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day.
I will love you when you are a hurricane.Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers (via sagaciousefflundancy)
For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse.
This is not your destruction.
This is your birth.
I don’t wanna be saved, I don’t wanna be sober.Halestorm (via depressive-marmot)
Being a drug addict isn’t nearly as bad as being sober and loving a drug addict. Whether it’s a family member, spouse, or friend - nothing will screw up your life more than being associated with a drug addict. You can’t save them but they can sure as hell destroy you, and they will.(via lostindamnation)