In order to date me you must be willing to do the following:
- cuddle and never stop
- hold my hand everywhere we go
- eat gross amounts of food with me
- go on adventures
- wake me up with kisses
- make blanket forts
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My god, you’re so lovely
Tell me all your secrets, I wanna get to know every inch of you inside out. Every night you get more sleepless, it’s all the ghosts inside your head that’s no doubt. Tell me all the songs that make you cry at 3 in the mornin’ and the ones that bring up the past. The special ones that you keep ignoring and reminds you of the people who never last. Tell me about the time you ran away from home, with your heart beating out of your chest. Or what about the time you felt so alone or want to move outta the midwest. You talk about going to places, somewhere to actually feel alive. You always loved coming across different faces, and loved late night drives.
Be honest with me, if I am just a stop on your way to the girl of your dreams, or a lesson to learn, that is okay.
I am okay with loving you, but not spending the rest of my life with you, because I too need to learn what I do and don’t want in a life partner.
I need to live, to go on adventures and be spontaneous before I settle down. So it’s okay if you don’t see me as ‘forever.’
But don’t promise me ‘forever’ when you know this is temporary.
I will love you for as long as you give me, because I know that not all love is meant to last.
(via crashingwaves-burningsouls)
(via crashingwaves-burningsouls)
I’m so romantically frustrated. Like I just want someone to lay in bed with me and play with hair and kiss me and maybe touch me inappropriately because I’m also sexually frustrated.
not even in a sexual way but i’m just craving affection because i feel like crap i just want someone to hug me for a couple of hours and tell me i’m going to be okay
I am not actually tired, but numb and heavy, and can’t find the right words. All I can say is: Stay with me, don’t leave me.
I know it’s hard for me to talk about my problems and it’s harder for you that I don’t open up more and I am sorry. You’ve been nothing but patient with me since I met you and I couldn’t be more happier. Thank you so much for being you. I adore you. I promise I’ll open up more but it just takes time okay? I love you. I love your corky smile. I love your awkward, skinny body all the way from the top of your head down to the tips of your toes. I love your laugh. I love how you sing your heart out to every song blasting in my car. I love how you view the world and life itself. I love how you keep trying and won’t give up on being in a band because you love music so damn much. I love how your dream is to travel across the country in a van with your dog. Oh god I want to join you. I want to join you on your crazy adventures and make them OUR crazy adventures. I love your deep, dark blue eyes. They remind me of the ocean. So mysterious yet so beautiful. I’ve gotten lost in your eyes so many times I can’t even count. They pull me like a wave and it fucks with me. Oh god it fucks with me so bad. There are times I am drowning in your dark eyes and I don’t fucking care because it’s you. Your eyes are so beautiful yet so deadly. What a beautiful disaster just like myself.
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