My head aches so do my feet, and the only one I want doesn’t want me. And I just want to live in his smell, in his smoke, in his jacket, in his arms, and I shouldn’t love him as much as I do, I’ve just met him. But the other night I was drunk in his arms in the backseat of a car, and his hands were on my face and in my hair, and I felt safe for the first time in so long. And he says he wants to be a writer and that we can just run away together, and I just want to swim in that night forever and ever. I want to swim in his eyes. And he won’t talk to me now, he says he can’t, I did something wrong- he’s frustrated with me. And if drunk words or actions were any indication of anything, you and I would always be together, then you would want me.
“I like people with depth, I like people with emotion, I like people with a strong mind, an interesting mind, a twisted mind, and also someone that can make me smile.”—Abbey Lee Kershaw (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
“Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you? …I always wonder about that. If people could see me the way I see myself—if they could live in my memories—would anyone, anyone, love me”—John Green (via psych-facts)