Lost In The Stars

Distance means so little when someone means so much <3

Some nights are harder than others to pretend everything is okay.

“Because I can call you an asshole and you’ll call me a bitch right back. And I can annoy you by poking your arm and you’ll annoy me by making noises in my ear. And I’ll steal all the pillows from you and you’ll steal all the covers from me. That’s how I know our relationship works. I don’t have to worry about making you feel bad by calling you a name and you don’t have to worry about me telling you to stop annoying me. As for the sheets and pillows? Screw it. We always end up with nothing but each other anyways. Because I like how I don’t have to walk on egg shells around you and you like how I’m so easy going. Because we’re both just as weird, just as annoying and still inseparable. So go ahead call me a bitch again- you’re an asshole and frankly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

—   (what’s love- but only two people being able to get along through everything and anything- and yes that includes being sprayed with cold water.)

(Source: fragmentallygirl)

“Oh what I would give to sleep in your arms tonight.”

—   . (via ammbax)

Rest in peace &lt;3


Rest in peace <3


Im fine

she was afraid of being used.


she was afraid of being used.

“I want to spend October with you, because it’s
my favorite month and happens during my
favorite season. I wish we could aimlessly
walk around a forest and with each leaf that
falls from the branches above, we fall a little
more for each other too. While hand in hand
we can crave the smell of warm coffee and
cinnamon muffins on a chilly morning, we
could feel the autumn breeze brush against
our skin and the goose bumps we get, we
won’t be able to tell if it’s from touching each
other’s skin or from the wind being too cool.
When we lay in bed you’d have the hardest
time moving an inch away from me, because
I’d want to be skin to skin every minute.
These lonely summer nights without you make
me crave the fall, and crave the season of
death in the hopes that maybe this loneliness
would die too, and you’d appear by my side.
I can’t tell if I love the night too dearly, or
hate it too passionately. I think I’d adore
it if I got to sleep next to you every evening,
and I think that I’d enjoy the sunset more
watching it hit your face than actually
seeing it say goodnight. I just crave to
spend time with you, I do.”

—   i.c. // October (via delicatepoetry)