if you try to tell me cold doesnt have a smell you’re wrong
when its really cold you can literally smell how cold it is
July 25th, 2014 // 421,489 notes
Date someone who is interested in you. I don’t mean someone who thinks you’re cute or funny. I mean someone who wants to know every insignificant detail about you. Someone who wants to read every word you write. Someone who wants hear every note of your favourite song, and watch every scene of your favourite movie. Someone wants to find every scar upon your body, and learn where each one came from. Someone who wants to know your favourite brand of toothpaste, and which quotes resonate deep inside your bones when you hear them. There is a difference between attraction and interest. Find the person who wants to learn every aspect of who you are.
Anonymous (via kushandwizdom)
July 25th, 2014 // 12,553 notes
when u with your mum and she drives right past a mcdonalds
July 25th, 2014 // 14,631 notes
I’ve accepted that we can’t be, but I’ve also accepted that you’re going to be that one person I carry with me for the rest of my life, the one that I always going to make my heart jump a little and my stomach tie up in knots no matter how happy I am otherwise and no matter how long it’s been. The one I will always secretly wish had asked me to the dance even though I am more than happy with the guy that did. Do you realize how incredibly difficult it is to accept both those things at once?
Unknown (via missinyouiskillingme)
July 25th, 2014 // 1,096 notes
Cause you never think that the last time is the last time. You think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don’t.
Meredith Grey, Grey’s Anatomy (via satans-ghost)
(Source: morelovexlesshate, via nevergiveup1500)
July 25th, 2014 // 65,812 notes
And, technically, after reading Harry Potter’s new short story, we all are just like
July 25th, 2014 // 1,905 notes
I think about the last time I saw you a lot,
it was when we said goodbye.
I thought that maybe this goodbye would finally give me the
closure I so desperately needed.
But it didn’t.
I can still feel your hand on my cheek,
moving the hair from my face and wiping the tears that
slipped from my eyes.
You kissed my face for the last time,
and walked out of my bedroom.
I cried so loud that I thought maybe you’d hear and turn around.
Till-forever-finds-me (via till-forever-finds-me)
July 25th, 2014 // 689 notes