"I don’t think people understand how stressful it is to explain what’s going on in your head when you don’t even understand it yourself."

Send me a couple numbers to find out:

  • Have you ever:
  • 1. Skipped class?
  • 2. Done drugs?
  • 3. Self harmed?
  • 4. Drank?
  • 5. Shoplifted?
  • 6. Gotten a tattoo?
  • 7. Broken up with someone?
  • What's your favorite:
  • 8. Show?
  • 9. Movie?
  • 10. Song?
  • 11. Tumblr?
  • 12. Singer/Band?
  • 13. Memory?
  • 14. Book?
  • This or that:
  • 15. Invisibility or Ability to fly?
  • 16. Cookies or Cake?
  • 17. Twitter or Facebook?
  • 18. Movies or Books?
  • 19. Coke or Sprite?
  • 20. Blind or Deaf?
  • 21. Tea or Coffee?
  • What's your:
  • 22. Age?
  • 23. Sign?
  • 24. Height?
  • 25. Sexual orientation?
  • 26. Favorite clothes?
  • 27. Religion?
  • 28. Longest relationship?
  • Opinion on:
  • 29. Gay rights?
  • 30. Second chances?
  • 31. Long distance relationships?
  • 32. Abortion?
  • 33. The death penalty?
  • 34. Marijuana ?
  • 35. Love?
  • Do you:
  • 36. Believe in ghost?
  • 37. Shower facing the shower head or turned away from it?
  • 38. Sleep with the door opened or closed?
  • 39. Love someone?
  • 40. Still watch cartoons?
  • 41. Have a boyfriend/girlfriend?
  • 42. Like yourself?
  • mom: don't eat the cookies yet, they just came out of the oven and are too hot
  • me: fire cannot kill a dragon

Let’s hold hands…

…while I eat you out.

(Source: js10inchs)

"I love the way her breathing changes as soon as I touch her body."

"

marry me.
let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor
when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.
we can go to the movies and sit in the back row
just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.

marry me.
we’ll paint the rooms of our house
and get more paint on us than the walls.
we can hold hands and go to parties we end up
ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub.

marry me.
and slow dance with me in our bedroom
with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
let me love you forever.
marry me.

"

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(Source: feellng)

"The years between eighteen and twenty-eight are the hardest, psychologically. It’s then you realize this is make or break, you no longer have the excuse of youth, and it is time to become an adult – but you are not ready."