miss you. #freshmanyear

miss you. #freshmanyear


The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.

Juliette Lewis (via words-and-coffee)

(via ansaev)


I hope there are days when you fall in love with being alive.

Anonymous (via bl-ossomed)

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$hamelezz 🛀 $elfiez @sarahesbueno

$hamelezz 🛀 $elfiez @sarahesbueno


You can decorate absence however you want ― but you’re still going to feel what’s missing.

Siobhan Vivian (via heresay)

(via sharenaaa)


I want you. I want to throw you against a wall, wrap your legs around my waist and kiss you. Kiss you until we have to stop to catch our breaths. I want you and only you. I want to take you on road trips that lead us to pulling over on the side of the road because we can’t keep our hands off each other. I want you and your flaws. I want your messy makeup from teary eyes as I hold you and talk to you about life. I want the 3am phone calls because you can’t sleep at night. I want to be yours and only yours. I want to taste all your cooking, even if it’s not good, even if it’s experimenting I’d have you cook every meal for the rest of my life. I want you. I want my trembling hands to grab your waist and dance with you in the middle of an empty room. I want to struggle on days when I can’t see you. I want to fight about meaningless stuff that will lead to meaningful sex. I want you. I want your hand to rest on my forearm as we enter a party, so I can reassure you that you are safe with me. I want to sing to you in the shower and have you shut me up with kisses because we both know I’m no singer. I want the ups and downs, the winter and summer days. I want you and only you…