yesssss (via someonedrankmysoda)
I hate when people say “You don’t need him,” because they are right I don’t need him, but I want him more than anything and that is infinitely worst.
My pain was never beautiful or poetic. It was answering the phone mid breakdown and laughing like I was fine.
I wanna make love to your soul, that’s how deep I wanna go.
You almost convinced me I mattered.