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                  Your kisses are the beats,
                  Your soul is the lyric,
                  You love is the melody,
                         that keeps me company in loneliness,
                         that calms my spirits,
                         that satisfies my soul——

                  So please don’t    s t o p    playing.
                                 ————I can’t live without your music anymore.
                                                         



batsandregrets:

                [                And I swear to you

                         ʇɥɐʇ those who would harm you

                                 will die  s c r e a m i n g                 ]



Waiting is -painful-

                     [Forgetting] is painful

                                    But not knowing which to do is the w o r s t kind of suffering.



womxnizer-deactivated20140617:

   ;cнanceѕ are wнen ѕaιd and done
 
              wнo’ll вe тнe lυcĸy oneѕ wнo мaĸe ιт all тнe way?


{ ✰ } — but it was not your fault but mine ;

                                               and it was your heart on the line ;

i really  f u c k e d  i t  u p  this time ;

                          …didn’t i, my dear…? { ✰ } 



I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend. The one who will memorize the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body.

I want to know where to touch you, I want to know how to touch you. I want to know convince you to design a smile just for me. Yes, I do want to be your friend. I want to be your best friend in the entire world.

Unravel Me, Tahereh Mafi (via relapsingtonight) —



             It [ h u r t s ] every day —

                             the absence of someone who was once there.



I get jealous because I’m afraid someone is going to make you happier than I do.
— (via mined) —


until i truly ℓσνє∂
                           i was [ a l o n e ]

7 years ago    quotes       passages;       there was a queue named tatia;       mine;   


    did it ever occur to you

     I might be the one who’s [ afraid ] of losing you

                                                                      because I’ve always been left  a l o n e ?