You’re so worth it & I don’t need us to be easy.
s.s. (stephenstilwell)
Queen and David Bowie - Under pressure (vocals only)
YOU MUST HEAR THIS
He said, ‘I see our kids, three years from now, propped up against the kitchen table, their hair touched by sunlight and their mouths wet with cantaloupe. Your dress will sway from the hallway, dabbing napkins on their sweet cheeks and kissing the tops of their heads. I know it’s coming, and it’ll be the happiest I’ll ever be.’
Schuyler Peck, Eating Cantaloupe (via schuylerpeck)
I’ll pour you a cup of tea and you’ll cook me breakfast and we’ll look out the window at the snow and you’ll kiss my forehead and I’ll grab our favorite blanket and we’ll roll over into forever
a daydream (via thebookongoodbye)
“I just love affection, like yes please give me random kisses in my neck. Hug me tight without leaving any space between us. Look into my eyes uninterrupted. But most of all, make me forget there is another world out there than just us”
- 3am overthinker
Everyone has moments in their life where it was the last time they did something, had something, had someone, but they didn’t know it was the last time. You think there will be more. You think you have forever and you don’t. This wasn’t one of those moments.
We were already over. So so over. I can’t remember now why we ever thought it would be a good idea for you to come and get your stuff from my house. To come and get every piece of you that you had left behind until there was no proof that you’d ever been here at all. But we did and you did and you walked back through my door. Within minutes it was like noting had changed. I laughed at all your dumb jokes, while we watched the tv show we had been watching back before you left and my god was it what I had been wanting. What I had been craving in the weeks since I had last seen you. But as I sat there next to you I realized this would be the last time I ever saw you. The last time you’d smile at me. The last time you’d make fun of me. I wish I could say that this made it easier. It didn’t. Especially when you kissed me. When we went upstairs. And after. When I layed in your arms. When I listened to your heart beat. Laying in the man you loves arms and knowing that he doesnt want you anymore is a kind of pain I wouldn’t wish on anyone.
If there’s one thing I can confindently say, it’s that take those moments, the ones where you had no idea it was the end and charish that. Charish the good, loving moments that became the last ones. Take comfort in those moments because at least in them you were happy, you had no idea what was coming. Because knowing, we think will make the goodbyes less painful. It doesn’t.
4am
Tell me about the things you love, and the things you hate. Tell me what keeps you going, and what makes you falter. Tell me about the things that boil your blood, and the ocean you cry when no one is looking. Tell me anything. Tell me nothing. I will listen. Even when you have nothing but silence to offer. I will still listen.
Lukas W. // I will listen (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
Myers-Briggs is astrology for people who went to college (source)
i've been holding in this passion for the old wild west for sooo long like everytime I hear a twangy guitar and something about outlaws in the West I just get this urge to throw on a poncho and a hat and just go absolutely h o g w i l d ladies and gents
