"Falling for someone is the worst." She says.
"It’s sunshine and butterflies and storms and rain all mixed together and rammed down your throat until you throw it back up and collapse from feeling too much."
"It’s questions that have no answers and heartbeats that threaten to break through your ribcage and fall to the floor. And you will fall to your knees asking why you let someone in to see the darkest recesses of your mind when at any moment they could run away with your secrets and never look back."
"Falling in love is being stabbed a hundred times and drowning in his goddamn eyes. It’s feeling lips and teeth, up against walls and on counters and desks and drawers. It’s letting your hands trace lines and paths across new terrain, laughing at 2am like you’re five years old again and whispering ‘I love you, I love you, I love you’ into his skin."
"Falling in love is clumsy." She whispers. "It’s messy. It’s sitting on the ground running your fingers through your hair thinking: ‘Fuck. I’ve really done it this time.""
— Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #45 - "Tell me about falling in love" (via blossomfully)
Baby this is something what i made for you.
I love you Kerli and nobody can be perfect until somebody falls in love with them and they become to perfect to that person eyes.
I falled love with you and even with those things you don’t love about yourself.
Together we will get through. You and I, baby<3!
“You have this one life. How do you wanna spend it? Apologizing? Regretting? Questioning? Hating yourself? Dieting? Running after people who don’t see you? Be brave. Believe in yourself. Do what feels good. Take risks. You have this one life. Make yourself proud.”
— Beardsley Jones. 👌
"I know I probably don’t cross your mind much anymore but I hope someday you see something that reminds you of me and the things we use to spend hours talking about at night and then your throat gets tight and your heart skips a beat and you finally miss me back."
— I miss you so much (via missinyouiskillingme)