I crush her against me. I want to be part of her. Not just inside her but all around her. I want our rib cages to crack open and our hearts to migrate and merge. I want our cells to braid together like living thread.
― Isaac Marion, Warm Bodies   (via lorenszina)

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I touched her thigh and death smiled.
― Jim Morrison (via vehxt)

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The thought of missing out on someone like you,
Due to my petty anxiety,
Makes me want to set fire to my mind
And the next set of hands to touch you that aren’t mine
― my journal  (via primuula)
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octobra:

if you step on the back of my shoe and it comes off I will do the same thing to ur head

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I’d rather be at Coachella
― Everybody (via justintimbergasm)

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Skinny love doesn’t stand a chance because it is malnourished.
― (via onedayhopefuly)
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and sometimes I wonder how many different pairs of eyes I will have to look into before I realize I look for your eyes each time.
― Julie Martinez (via writinqueen)

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They told me that to make her fall in love, I had to make her laugh. But everytime she laughs I’m the one who falls in love.
― (via sensitizes)
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he’s going to fuck you up and you’re going to let him
― most sober thing a drunk person could ever say to you (via 6bitch6craft6)

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