stop for just one second.
think about all the people you’ve secretly had a crush on. all the people you’ve found attractive, but never said anything to. every stranger you’ve temporarily fallen in love with on public transportation. all the people you’ve dreamt of and thought of in the early mornings.
and now take a moment to realize that you have been this person for so many people… and you have no idea.
Reblog if you have boobs
one girl scrolled past this and woke up without boobs
Forever reblog cuz I don’t wanna wake up without boobs.
The fucking notes
Just read the notes
I’m not gonna risk anything
(Source: inthemidstofmonsters, via the-taintedtruth)
Maybe a relationship is just two idiots who don’t know a damn thing except the fact that they’re willing to figure it out together.(via c0ntemplations)
When you fall in love, make sure it’s with somebody who treats you exactly how you deserve to be treated. Love somebody who wants to know everything about you, from your favourite colour to your childhood memories to how you managed to survive all those years. Love somebody who can make you laugh. Love somebody who kisses your forehead. Love somebody who notices all of your flaws but chooses to see past them. Love somebody who tucks you into two duvets when you’re cold. Love somebody who listens to whatever is on your mind. Love somebody who always reminds you how lucky they are to have found you. Love somebody who let’s you choose the channel, decorate the cake, have the umbrella, and order the wine. Love somebody who shows you off in public. Love somebody who gets on well with your family. Love somebody who strokes your thumb when you hold hands. Love somebody who knows how you take your coffee, what toppings to pick off your pizza, and which parts of movies are your favourite. Love somebody who brushes the hair out of your face to see your eyes. Love somebody who you can’t wait to wake up to every morning. Love somebody who will sit through an episode of your favourite TV show even though they have no idea what’s going on. Love somebody who protects you. Love somebody who you can’t stay mad at for more than an hour because you miss speaking to them. Love somebody who waits for you to get on the train. Love somebody who knows all the words to your favourite song because they’ve listened to you sing it a thousand times. Love somebody who knows every freckle on your face, every stretch mark on your thighs, every scar and every tear. Love somebody who you can plan a future with. Love somebody who helps you forget what it feel like to be sad. And most importantly, love somebody who makes you question why you were so afraid to fall in love in the first place.
So god damn perfect.
I promise to love you:
at 6 am when you’re waking
to go to work, to school, or whatever
road life takes you on;
and when you didn’t sleep well,
your hair is a mess
and your eyes are sleepy.
at 8 am when we say goodbye
for the day and you’re rushing
out the door with a cup
of black coffee, after finishing
a morning cigarette
when your lips taste like
caffeine and nicotine.
at 3 pm when you’re exhausted
from the day and people have
worn you out and you feel like
sighing, crying, and falling asleep
and escaping in afternoon dreams.
I will kiss your forehead,
and wrap myself in your arms.
at 10 pm when you’re heading to bed,
even though you won’t sleep for hours
and you’ll flip through all the channels
tired of dismal newscasts and re-runs.
Especially when we become a human knot
wrapped up in sheets and kisses
at 3 am when loneliness and sadness
do not destroy you, but consume you
and when you weep without an explanation
I’ll kiss your lips, softly and
tell you you’re the absolute best.
When we talk about life
and why winter kills the flowers.
I will love you when you grow old,
I will love you even after that
I will love you if I’m no longer here
I will love you
I will love you
and I will love you.
—AKRI promise to love you forever (for Louis) by Amanda Katherine Ricketson (via audrotas)
(Source: -poetic, via sparks-from-down-under)
i hope u find someone that mindlessly plays with your hands and lightly strokes your legs and massages your back and plays with your hair and i hope that u feel like you’re home when u look at them