Have you ever felt love?
Did you need scientific proof of this? How would you have definitively and scientifically proved your love existed? If you could not prove it, would that mean your love didn’t exist? What would you trust: your own feelings, or science?
The only sort of pictures you should be reblogging of Jennifer Lawrence
I’m impossible to forget, but I’m hard to remember.
Human beings are works in progress that mistakenly think they’re finished.
"I always lied to you and asked you to forgive me. Deliberately keeping you at a distance by my own hand. All because I didn’t want you to get caught up in any of this… So this time, I want to impart the truth to you. You don’t ever have to forgive me and no matter what you do from here on out, Know this, I will love you always.”
i say “fight me” a lot for a girl who is 5”3’ and has a hard time opening some doors because they’re too heavy
I wonder if your chest ever aches at the sound of my name the same way mine does whenever I hear yours.
Have some flower crown Team Avatar to cheer you up after that last season of Korra!
Here’s my second print to go with my chocobo one… I didn’t get as much done this summer as I thought I would, but I think the stuff I did get to came out really well!
I won’t say I miss you but I think my mother knows anyway (via extrasad)
if you’re going to leave, that’s fine.
and I know you promised you wouldn’t
seven months ago while I was crying
into your neck but I also know that
sometimes it rains even when it’s not
supposed to and sometimes boys
kiss girls they shouldn’t and we tear
flowers out of the ground just to watch
them die and things change,
so I understand if you’re done,
but please, when you’re packing all your
old sweaters and books, don’t forget
to take all your three AM phone calls,
and photographs where we’re smiling
so wide it looks like we’ve never known
that feeling in the pit of your stomach
when someone screams “I don’t love you
Take back every kiss, every night you
fell asleep next to me, every poem I
wrote you, every song you sang to
me, every “I love you more fight,”
every shock I felt in my skin when
you brushed against me.
I was never scared of ghosts until you
left but now I see you everywhere and
god if you’re going to kill me please
just do it quickly because I see you
in everything and it’s making it hard