“I’ll never get over how much time I wasted on you..”
“Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed. She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to. She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three. Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap. Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her. You say: I dated her a while back. You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume. You say: She was younger than me. You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered. You say: It’s nothing now. You don’t say: But it was everything then.”
“I hope you look for me in everyone else and panic when you realize that they’ll never be exactly the same.”
a-rach-nid:

raymenewdull:

damnnlyssa:

everytime it gets close to October i start reblogging the fuck out of this

One toke ah ah ah, two rips ah ah ah. Its the C-O-U-N-T-D-O-double-G

Chris lmao
internetgirll:

cassandracroft:

So this is what trust looks like.

this is what it feels like
amkaendless:

The XX <3