onlypaintonthewall:

Fuck up your sleeping schedule with me so i know it’s real. 

(via acomas)

93386 notes // 4:39 pm // reblog
"Drunk text me. Text me when the music is loud and there are girls dancing around you and you’re not quite coherent and you’re not quite yourself. Drunk text me that you love me or that you miss me or that I’m on your mind. Let the alcohol tell me all the things you won’t say sober." - (via 13e)

(Source: laurenrosenicole, via 13-6-14)


28937 notes // 10:35 pm // reblog

edating:

kinda weird that u can think about someone as much as u want and they have no idea

(via cav-d)

803066 notes // 12:10 pm // reblog

reoccurring-thoughts:

I think the saddest part about losing someone is being able to feel them drifting away. Being able to tell by the way they talk to you or text you that you’re not of importance anymore. You can literally feel them slipping through your fingertips, not being able to do a single thing.

(via youmeandeverythinginbetween)

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