He was in my hair, my eyes, my fingers, my heart. I day dreamed about what he was doing, thinking, seeing, smelling, feeling. I could not eat for thoughts of him.

yesterdayisadisgrace:

liar-liar-plants-for-higher:

chompyface:

do you ever just want to gently place your hands on someones cheeks and hold their head there in your hands and looking into their eyes and then violently jerk their head on a right angle and snap their neck

Well, that took an unexpected turn.

so did their neck

(via thekingofalonelykingdom)