I want all of it. Your sleepy mumbling. Your drunken embarrassment. Your silly faces. Your anger. Your dance moves. Your anxiety. Your apologies. Your sadness. Your stern looks. Your claustrophobia. Your exasperated tone. Your frustrations. Your past. I want all of it. I want all of you.
(Source: scrubsandkilos, via briiicorine)
I’ve been trying to overdose for the last week and it’s only resulted in longer amounts of sleep.
I gave you things I wasn’t sure I even had. - (via sickgf)
(Source: fuck-yeah-existentialism, via eileenmeaaa-blog)