tacohmygoodness:

i wish you could stop being worthless and be like pizza
Your first love is the hardest. You’re never going to forget that boy who took away the only thing that made you somewhat pure. But you don’t regret it because there is no one else in the universe that you’d rather share that memory with. You miss the late nights and the early morning fatigue. You miss the feel of his hands on your bony spine and the feel of his mouth as he would breathe I love you into the crease of your neck. You miss his voice at 4am through to 4pm and the way he would sing songs in that laughable voice to cheer you up. You miss the company and you know that there’s no way, no way that you’ll find someone who knows your story like he did. You’ll miss the fights and the petty disagreements. You’ll miss him as a whole and nothing will ever change that. (via c-ibophobia)

(via fuck-you-very-fucking-much)


2 months ago // 13,761 notes
Intimacy is not who you let touch you. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are. (via nyu-tah)

(Source: queerkaitlin, via fuck-you-very-fucking-much)


3 months ago // 504,067 notes

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