i hate small talk
tell me about how lonely you are or tell me about why you keep waking up in the morning or talk to me about your mum’s eyes and your dad’s laugh. I don’t care about the weather and you don’t care about how my job’s going.
I’m so fucking in love with this.
how can i blacklist all posts like this can people just tag them #pseudo profound john green shit so i never have to see them
i want to date a tall boy with brown hair that brings me pizza and a movie when im alone and picks me up in his car and just takes a ride through the countryside and takes silly pictures with me and kisses me a lot and doesn’t mind that 78% of the time im really stupid and embarrassing and look like shit
Have you ever craved someone? Their touch. Their smell. Their presence. Where all you want to be is tangled up in them? Doing nothing. Saying nothing. Just lying there together. Where nothing else matters.
do you ever hate someone so much you want 2 stab them but at the same time you love them so much
I don’t want to be an uneasy poetic cliché at a poetry reading,
but Jesus Christ was there anything I didn’t love about you?
Nothing, I loved..
Absolutely, fucking, everything.
When you first spoke to me-..
My heart was racing so fast it felt like my veins were about to burst with blood replaced by ink and script gorgeous poetry right into my bedroom walls.
Breathing was such an unfamiliar practice around you,
and I couldn’t believe you had a name that I had the luxury of rolling off of my tongue, a hand to hold tightly, a heart to hold sweetly,
You had a smile that shined so bright that I was convinced sunrise has been never-ending since we first met.
You had a laugh that pierced every single demon in the heart and blossomed beautiful flowers across my fragile chest.
We intertwined fingers, the world our canvas, every movement painting something unfathomably picturesque.
When you.. fuck.
When you told me you loved me back,
there was no other soul existing in that moment, your lips curved at the edges and your cheeks blushed rose red.
Every single second in my lifetime could have passed slowly
and I wouldn’t have even noticed, I was so confided in something that just looked past me like I was nothing but a ghost in the snow and my expression of love has been run into the ground,
This is just a three minute heart spill.
I can’t even pierce the surface of what I love about you,
you’re.. gone now,
I want you back so bad.