So This Is The End. Or This Is The Beginning. If I Cut My Hair Off And Buy New Lipstick, It Almost Doesn’t

From time to time, it seems like it could all be okay again. It seems like I could run into his arms and we could forget that we had once broken up or fought or disagreed at all. But sometimes it feels like I’ll always be stuck a page ahead of him. It feels like he’s running as fast he can and I’m walking as slow as possible but I’m still too fast. And for that, I am deeply sorry.

i miss you so much that i almost put your name in this one (via fraagmented)

Casual rubbing and caressing while cuddling/napping is so good. Like yes I know I’m about to pass out while laying on your chest but feel free to grab my butt.

I wish I lived in the city like when ur pissed and you wanna storm off for a while you can go anywhere, to a cafe or a museum or a fucking park like where the hell am I gonna storm off to here in suburbia fucking walgreens?????

congratulations to Minerva McGonagall on her pending retirement today, who is going to look down at her list of first years and see “James Sirius Potter” and just call it a fucking day

I WANNA MAKE MORE MISTAKES

Snowing at sea

2013 vma will always be the best vma