puree-non-sensee:

beezneezy:

celeritious:

you deserve someone who isn’t embarrassed to love you and tells all their friends about you and saves your selfies, whether they’re good or bad to look at when they miss you and loses sleep to talk to you and tells you how much they love you and how beautiful you are all the time and i really hope you find that one day because you deserve to be loved

Fuck

Please

(Source: helleritious, via heartlessadrianaa)

"I’m not totally mad at you. I’m just sad. You’re all locked up in that little world of yours, and when I try knocking on the door, you just sort of look up for a second and go right back inside."

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood 
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"I’m starting to wonder if I’ll ever be loved again.
I want someone to smile when they kiss me.
I want someone to miss my smell and crave my touch.
I just want to be wanted."

Maybe that’s too much to ask for. (via zeeerawr)

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imperiosity:

The worst feeling ever is like, “well I’m really fucking used to this happening but it still really fucking hurt”

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"Never expect someone to respect your feelings because you respected theirs. Never expect someone not to hurt you because you would never hurt them."

"Isn’t it crazy how you could miss a place more than you miss a person? The same person that held your very hand walking down that same street? That spun you around, that kissed you in front of passing strangers? That looked you in the eyes and told you they love you and for that split second you began to believe it? That same person that keeps your mind awake at 4 am while you write about the way your jaw clenches and your finger tips start to tremble just when you hear their name slip from someones mouth. I began to feel sorry for myself because how could I be so cruel to miss the place you would rest your hand on my knee rather than the feeling of my heart pacing faster and faster the closer you got to my thigh? But a place can’t hurt me. A place can’t make me feel like their “one and only” yet when midnight rolls around they’re telling another girl how sexy she looks with her hair down. A place can’t make every vein in my wrists go cold at the thought of you with someone else. A place can’t hurt me. But you can, you will, and you did."

Orion Carloto // 4 am thoughts (via sskeptical)

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