The Worst Thing About Heartbreak Is When You Meet Somebody Else But You’re Almost Afraid To Get Over

stuff that happened in the past decade

it’s 4:27 in the evening. it’s not a romantic time at all. the sun isn’t setting. nobody is going home to bed yet. nobody is waking up alone. it’s 4:27 and you’re on an express elevator going down and you feel the force of gravity as if it was sluicing up between your toes and without meaning to, as your stomach drops, you think of him. you think of roller coasters. you think of kissing him while both of your mouths are sticky with ice cream. you think of holding his hand in the back of a dark car, playing with his fingers for no other reason than to feel his skin brush yours. you think of cotton candy, of a burst of laughter, of the curve of his neck. you think of sighing against his shoulder, of his head resting on your lap, of city walks. the girl on the elevator with you asks, “are you okay?” you say you’re fine. “just got vertigo,” you explain. that feeling when you’re staring into a canyon and for a second, you know nothing is the same.

falling // r.i.d (via inkskinned)

need someone to fuck me hard

sexting

boy: you like that? me, sitting on the hardwood floor with a face mask on, eating salt and vinegar chips, making mac and cheese: yes

Sometimes when you ask the universe for something, don’t be surprised when it takes something from you to fill its void, even if its something you think you need. The universe moves in waves, like the ocean, things can always come back to you.

might just be me but I don't think how Ali played with Emily's feelings for so long is a good representation of a healthy relationship