She was a very Lonely Person, but not many people really knew that.
C.B - I’ll write a book one day (via sinful-cravings)
that moment when @simply-kenna is me
I love him. I shouldn’t, but I do. It’s not shaking hands or stuttering just with hello. It’s not short skirts or red lips. It’s jeans and a t-shirt with bare skin. Its finding him in a crowd and not wanting to change who I am. It’s wanting to know what he wanted to be as a kid and what his greatest fear is. It’s wanting to know his mistakes and looking past all the things “wrong” with him. It’s small smiles at my shoes and glances towards him. Its wanting him to be happy whether I am part of that happiness or not.
-c.t//excerpt from a book I won’t write (via iwontwrite)
The color of which i first colored you in; unsure, like the middle of black and white.
That shirt you once wore, with sweat glistening down your neck the day I realized your beauty. Looking so recklessly careless as your eyes lazily looked towards the open road.
The smoke you exhaled in my mouth with the lingering taste of strawberry on your lips as I cough out its poison.
The sweater you had me remove that one night; my soul drowning all morality and pushing everything else behind letting me completely succumb to the pleasure of your fingers tracing my skin.
The sheets I gripped as your lullaby escaped me in soft whimpers.
The feeling that I get when you're there and yet you aren't; half-empty though not entirely unfamiliar.
Predictably complicated like your half drunken thoughts and tales of fantasies I wish I'd taken a part of.
Your three am version, utterly devoid of hope; wallowing in your pit of problems from where I would always try so hard to pull you out of.
I didn't think that there'd be more to the world than just black and white.
But there was gray.
And that was you.
Do I have to teach you how I’m supposed to be loved?
don’t call someone gross for shipping a certain ship. call someone gross for putting ketchup on mac n cheese.
Oh god my heart. 😭
NSFW.
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